The words Princess Power were emblazoned across the front of it in shimmering pink glitter. Geraldine gave it a shake and the words blurred together for a moment before reforming to say Vegas for the Throne. I raised an eyebrow at Darcy, and she bit down on a laugh. “So, what’s the problem?” Darcy asked kindly. “Aside from the fact that we don’t want the throne,” I muttered.
