Once Upon a Dream

by Liz Braswell

“Your Highness,” Astrid said through clenched teeth. “I do believe this is for your own good. Prithee get up off that bed and start acting like a princess and not a lazy, spoiled brat.” Aurora sat up at that, shocked. “If the queen’s servants heard you speaking to me that way, they would throw you into the dungeon.” “Fat lot of difference that would make around here,” the older lady said pleasantly.

“ROSE!” Phillip shouted, spinning around when he realized she wasn’t behind him. Without a second thought, he ran back and grabbed her, reaching around her waist and throwing her over his shoulder. He staggered under her weight for a moment and then began to run. “Put me down!” she shrieked. “I can walk!”

“I know that festival! They have it every year, but my aunts never let me go,” she said wistfully. “Wait—” Phillip sighed and put his hands out to catch her

Even he is tired of this crap lol

“You. Cursed. A. Baby. Because. You. Were. Slighted.”

Hahahahaha