My Prince Charming is a Princess

Part Two

"Madam Nilla, have you ever though of lieing down with another women as a husband does his wife?" Mikiah ask as she help her slave girl clean.

"Princess I can't say I have," she replied.

"I have. Is that so wrong."

"It's most just be a phase."

Mikah did not reply. She just secretly hoped it was, just a phase. "Just a phase," she repeated in her head. She has short brown hair, a pale white skin, and big noise. She was not the prettiest but her potion as princess made her desirable.

Later in the night her and Sarah where rooming about the kingdom much like they had years before. This time they stumbled upon a bottle of wine. Being curious teenagers they took the bootle and enjoyed it amongst themself. The drink took over their actions. And they began admiring eachother in a unhealthy way as thier hands slipped in eachother dresses. The night continued this way. Hands on body, lips on lips, and moans the roared to end of the halls. Now all Nikah's dream and queastion have be answer but were they sarah's?

That morning they had both woken up with a massive headech. "I had the craziest dream," Sarah bursted out, but I'm not going to tell you.

"I had a crazy dream too," Myrah replied.

"Wait is the last thing that you remember...is it us ki..." she couldn't finish the word. "That happened?" Myrah just looked up at her with a blank expression. Neither of them couldn't tell wether they were pleased or disappointed. "I'm going to go back to my chamber and we are going to forget this ever happened. Ok, Princess Myrah."

"Dont call me that."

"Do you understand Princess Myrah? Do I have to repeat myself?"

"Yeah what ever pleases you," was her last remark before Sarah slam the door in uttered disappointment.

Except it wasnt.