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She began to speak in a childish voice.

“I do not want to do it! Makes me sick! My little sister should do it, don't you think so? She is also of our blood; May she be of some use for once in her miserable life. She is just another burden in the family. But of course, since she's her favorite daughter, you let her do whatever she wants: She throws big-ticket parties once a week. She invites her friends, ladies-in-waiting, duchesses, counts... There are more than ten thousand bums who are after her, just to be invited to one of these parties, where they just spend their time praising her new outfits, while she models for the steps, always presumptuous: "Your Majesty, do you need anything?" «You are beautiful» «The dress looks wonderful on you» «Oh! Her majesty… »”.

“The prince has chosen you, because in his eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You should be pleased. Also, this isn't about love, it's about an agreement.” Margot said.

“Fuck it!” Ingrid protested.

“Ingrid Andromeda de Ducreux! Stop protesting! It is your responsibility as heiress to the throne, and seeing me in my condition as current queen, I order you; Do you think that because you are my daughter, you have the right to contradict me?”

“Your majesty, please!” Ingrid knelt at her mother's feet. In a humiliating tone, she continued: “Don't do this to me, I beg you! I will become your servant if you condition it. Do not do this to me”.

“This girl is too capricious.” She thought the queen before saying: “I will not repeat it. It is already decided”.

The princess stopped crying.

“You are not my mother, from now on I do not consider you my mother.” She warned her as she stood up picking up the dresses from her.

Margot stopped, turning her head to reply:

“Right now, I am your queen. When that ceases to be true, you will not be able to prevent yourself from being my daughter; Honor your family, okay?” She looked at her with a neutral expression and followed her path, leaving behind her a beautiful princess crying and lamenting. “In the afternoon, the prince will come to ask for your hand in marriage, legally. It is necessary that you behave, and show the greatest of tastes. Give him a good impression, we don't want him to break the contract. The oracle cannot be wrong. The oracle has never been wrong. If we don't unite our kingdoms, we're all going to die; What do you prefer?”.

“Die” she said determinedly.

Margot arched an eyebrow mockingly.

“I won't,” Ingrid reaffirmed.

“You are going to do it, I know you very well, you must do it, and you know it. Don't be selfish, it's the price of royalty. Our future, and that of the town, is in your hands”.

“I will not do it!…”

“To whom I lie? I know perfectly well what my mother is like, I know perfectly well that I cannot refuse”

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