CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

HOW TO BE A PRINCESS

All her life Morgana had never imagined that she would ever need to wear a dress so tight to the point where she would be gasping for air in short breaths, not to even think of dancing in it. The three women were so interested in Morgana’s body shape and they were sure that with the right combination of jewelry and make-up, they would be able to get Morgana into the prince’s view. None of them had ever seen the prince or even come close to his garments to know what he smelt like but they kept talking about him during the dance lessons as they taught Morgana how to dance on her tip toes before they would teach her how to dance in heels.

“Can’t I just dance with the heels already? My toes are killing me” Morgana complained for the sixth time that evening, she was sweaty and breathless because of the tight corset that was holding her huge bosom together in a seductive way, it was the idea of Octavia the richest amongst them and also the one who had offered herself to
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