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Many Kings and Queens passed by us, I was on the brink of being sober, but I didn't let anyone know about that. I smiled crazily at them leaving them confused and scared of me. I giggled at what I have done to the last 6 pairs of Royal Highnesses and we were now in the middle of the closed festival. 
"Could you be stone cold sober for once, Myrtle?" Gray asked.
I looked at him, "Like you care, I suppose?"
"Of course, I do. When we get to the courtyard, NO ALCOHOL."
I pouted and continued walking. I saw Tyler took a quick glance at me then let his gaze back to his path. 
I smirked, "Gray~ During the last dance could we go somewhere?"
Gray looked at me and I gave him my best smile. He smirked at me.
"I wonder where that is?" Gray taunted while holding my chin and stopping. 
I giggled, "I'm pretty sure you know, you bad boy~" I replied holding the back of his hair.
"Your Highness!" Tyler snapped. "A pleasure to meet you."
We both turned to the Queen of Citadel. The boys bowed respectfully, when her black eyes fell upon me, she scowled and came to my front.
I gave an evil smirk and bowed, "Dear Emma, Nice of you to come."
She opened her fan and covered half of her face, "Yes, well, I would have hoped your attitude be changed, princess."
"Oh no, Your Highness." I stood back up. "That won't be necessary, I've changed. By the way, where is Robert? I do terribly miss him." 
She made a disgusted face, "I have never ever approved your relationship before as a couple and now as friends, princess."
I smirked, "That's very unfortunate, Emma. But, do I ever ask permission?"
She closed her fan hard and passed by me. 
I giggled and the boys looked at me. 
"You are so..." Harold started to say.
"Bad." Tyler finished.
Gray grabbed my waist, "And I've always liked it."
I pushed his forehead away and went inside the courtyard.

The inside was lively with chats, and laughs. Everyone in town was there, the Royal Highnesses were sitting on the giant banquet table at the giant stage. We all went in and a lot of girls started to crowd us.
"Oh My gosh, Are you Prince Tyler?"
"Prince Harold! You're here!"
"Ooh ~ Who are you? Are you a prince too? What's your name?"
"Hey! You must be that Gray guy!"
"Wanna dance with me?"
"No! Dance with me!"
"Have a drink!"
I covered my ears desperately while the boys tried to settle them. I noticed them each giving me a glance of worry.
I looked at them in confusion, "What? I got a hickey or something?"

They shook their worried faces then their attention went back to the clown-faced girls.
Too much make-up, just saying.
I slowly backed away and went to the Banquet table. Queen Lea and King Joseph were sitting at the center and were drinking red wine from the magic goblets. I placed my hands on the table getting both of their attentions.
"Your Highness, where's my throne?" I asked.
Queen Lea placed her magic goblet down, "Sweetie, what throne?"
I rolled my eyes, "Oh come on, Lea. I know you're setting me up on marriage but since I am hanging out with good-looking but idiot guys, I just wanna sit."
King Joseph stood and gestured me to go to the side. So I did.
There was a red curtain on the side, he opened it and I went in.
The inside was amazing, it was my white throne with white roses all around it, I sat on my throne and rubbed the cushioned armrests.
"Myrtle, I am your dad." Joseph suddenly said.
I looked at him and his eyes were in a blank expression.
"My stepdad." I corrected.
He pursed his lips and sighed, "What happened to your real dad was never my concern. I was never responsible for his death."
I grunted then sat back, "Every year, I celebrate his death alone. Because you made Lea forget everything about him.."
"She drank the wrong potion-"
"That you gave her." I glared.
He sighed, "Okay, I'm sorry about that. The amnesia bottle was a mistake, but it was also for the greater good, You're mom would have had to mourn for 8 years because of his death."
I gripped the arm rests, "I would have been able to live with that. Than for her to forget my real dad. For everything that has happened in my life, I hold you responsible."
He took one last look of sadness at me then opened the curtains wide for me to see everyone and for everyone to see me, since I am already in it.

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