Chapter Fifteen

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After we got to the Manor, I recounted all that happened to Taylor. I only left out the part where Ovian kissed me. I didn't really want Taylor to know because she wouldn't understand. She will think that I will fall in love with Ovian which was really silly. So telling her wouldn't be wise.

"Wow! You have really got thick skin." Taylor says squeezing my arms. "Although, I wasn't really worried because I knew you would do fine especially with Ovian by your side."

"Hmm. He didn't do much though, but it was better he was there."

"The queen? How are you going to live with her?"

"I don't know. But I don't think our paths will cross much except for family stuff, you know. And do you know, I'm almost glad Ovian isn't going be king because of her? I shudder at the thought of having her as queen mother."

Taylor smiled. "You know that if Ovian was going to be king, your cause would have a better chance at success?"

"My cause will succeed, I just need right people on my side to make it happen."

Just then we hear some ruckus coming from the main sitting room and just as I am about to find what it is, Jasper shows up. "My lady, this madame-"

A woman with a ridiculous hat swept into the Sunroom, and bowed before me. "My lady, my name is madame Melinda and I will be designing all your wedding regalia, including that of your bridal train." She finished, waving her bony hands everywhere.

I was at a loss for words, thank God Taylor stepped in. "I am sorry madame Melinda but my lady already has a designer."

She ignored Taylor and continued to address me as if Taylor had not spoken. Being someone who despised those who looked down on others, I knew right away I could never work with her. I turned my back to her and waved my hand for her to leave. Giving her the same treatment.

"But my lady! I have been designing the queen's dresses for years!" She protested as Jasper signaled a security guard to remove her. "Don't touch me, you dirty thing! My lady! I said don't touch me! Oh that is very costly!" She continued as she was being bundled out of the house.

"I think I'm going to have a headache. Where did that come from?" I ask. Taylor shrugs. "Maybe the queen sent her."

"Yes, its possible."

"And here you said you wouldn't be having any business with her."

"I take that back. She intends to insert herself into my life no matter what."

"Exactly. So, you have to learn how be wise around her. And stand your ground." Just then my phone began to ring. The only person who had this number was Ovian but his name didn't come up, it was a number I didn't know.

"Hello?" I ask tentatively.

"My darling, what's this I hear that you rejected my designer?"

Immediately I knew it was the queen. I rolled my eyes and say, "My queen, I am sorry I couldn't accept her help. I have already gotten a designer." I lied. There was no designer yet but there was no way I am going to let that hag come anywhere near me.

"She's very good I can assure you. The best in the city. She-"

"I am sorry my queen, like I said earlier, I have someone already. If she had come earlier then I would have chosen her."

After a few more seconds of silence, she says, "Very well." And cut the call.

I let out my breath. "Thank God that's over."

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