2

The day was nice. The fresh air blew into the royal chamber, smelled like the evening rain. It wasn’t necessarily the sunshine that slipped through the 5 huge glass windows, but Alex was in a good mood. To kill b*stards, of course.

A knock. “Come in,” Alex muttered.

As the royal butler-- Henry, entered and put his left hand over his right shoulder, he told Alex, “Your highness, your friends are here.” She gave him the look. He probably felt that glare, so he continued. “Tiffany, Jenavieve, and…” he paused. “Erm… Emma.”

He knew it. He shouldn’t have said it, but then again, he shouldn’t have lied either. “Should I… tell them you’re unwell?” he finally said, looking up at Alex. Well, that was the moment he knew he f*cked up.

She glared. “You dare look up? Heh. Did no one teach you etiquette? Or, would you like to treat me like all those other douchb*gs? Perhaps… you’d like to be fired? Was that a sign that you would like to resign?” Well, that ruined her mood, alright.

Oh sht*, Henry thought. “Nononononono!” He exclaimed quickly while looking back down.

“Great. Get the f*ck out of my room and... invite them all in in ten,” she decided. Obviously, the poor butler was genuinely confused at this point, that confused look on his face while still looking down. “I beg your pardon?”

“Yes. You beg for my pardon. You’re deaf aren’t you? Invite them all in ten. Actually, twenty. No. Invite Jen…  Jenna and Tiff in ten, that b*tch in twenty. Understood?” Shivering, the butler quickly said a yes and quickly retreated.

Getting ready as royalty wasn’t easy, with maids all around you, the makeup uncomfortably caked on your face. By the time she was ready, it was around 7:45, took about 5 minutes, a record.

“Royalty would be all beauty sleep and all that r*tarded f*cked-up sh*t\, but nope! It’s wake up before dawn but don’t get ready until hours after dawn. Whichever dumb*ss created this d*mned system\, f*ck you\,” she cursed.

And cursed.

And cursed.

And cursed.

Walking down the bajillion stairs in uncomfortable 4-inch heels, she continued cursing.

“Which b*tch thought this was even a good idea? You can’t even walk in this cursed item\, it looks so f*cking ugly\, and it’s so d*mned expensive. Geez. I know people are supposed to flex these items and how f*cking expensive this r*tarded sh*t is\, but I just f*cking hate them. Imma return this sh*t and use that money to donate to the poor\, geez. F*cking b*llsh*t. If it was a man that invented these\, their b*lls shall be chopped off and if it was a woman that invented these\, their t*ts and *ss were probably all fake.

Everyone knows that this isn’t a very nice way to start the day, especially Alex.

“Should I retire now… I’m getting old… almost 70.” Henry groaned. A sigh.

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