~ Miranda entered inside from being outside. Her scoffing eyes seemed to not only glare at me but also at Abby. As she stared a metal rod into my eyes but it allowed me to see her features.
Miranda had darker thick dirty blonde hair. The texture of her hair was mostly straight but had a curl to it at the ends passed her shoulders. Her eyes were deep-set round and pretty blue like Abby's. Then her lip is natural-shape and painted in a raspberry shade of lipstick and cherry lip liner. Her feminine face is an oval-heart shape and she has a small snob cute nose.
Miranda is another gorgeous lady that has the looks but lacks a lovely personality. She was worst than a stuck up pampered snob. Not to mention, her outfit was on the revealing side but she pulled it off well. She wore a short pink silkie skirt that had sheer black lace over the top of it. Then she had a thick maybe two-inch shoulder strap pink top on. And she wore slivery sparkly high-heels
Unfortunately, she came striding right on over to us. "Hello, baby girl," She addressed Samantha. "I love the pretty pink lace dress you are wearing and your dolls look so beautiful." Then she shifts her wicked eyes at Abby and me. "Awe, you both look so cute baby-sitting together. It suits you both well to be slaves to watch over the one littles while us Purebloods take the two days off with our husbands."
I was outright appalled by her absurd rudeness! What's worst about this is she said it right in front of Samantha. I was disgusted with her whereas Abby bellowed out in this comical sarcasm laughter. Until she gradually stop while Miranda seemed unamused enough to roll her eyes.
"Miranda, I love your new beautiful heels. Make sure if you're heading to the pool, do try to be careful. You wouldn't want to fall in the pool again. Then again it was hilarious!" Abby mocked grinning up to her ears.
Miranda spitfire out her eyes and she gritted her teeth. Up until she was able to gather herself.
"Your just jealous, Abby," Miranda said crossing her arms when she failed at insulting Abby. With her nose childishly up in the air. This only made Abby laugh out louder.
"Jealous of what?" She asked chortling uncontrollably. "That I can't slip on my heels and land so graciously into a pool as you do? I'll admit that takes some real talent to be able to pull that off there, Miranda."
Abby fake claps her hands only to further mock her. By giving Miranda such a fake applesauce. This makes her face turn fiery red. She looked as if she was about to scream in Abby's mocking grinned face. Indeed, I was learning, that Abby is audacious but she's even bolder than what I was thinking. She sure knew how to stand her ground up against this dreadful lady, I speculated in amazement. I had to admit, I was enjoying the show with this one. As I noticed Anna came back into the room looking at Miranda's redden rip face.
"Awe, Miranda babe, what's wrong?" Anna asked going right over to her which sadly was by us now.
Miranda shot a glare at Abby with an attitude saying. "Little Miss Abby here, just thinks she's all that. Just remembered where your bloodline comes from, Abby!"
Now Abby blazed redden from how upset she had gotten. Very firmly, she stood up getting fairly close to Miranda's face now doing the mocking at Abby. A chilling quietness filled the room. Now I was getting worried that a literate physical fight was about to break out. Instantly, I got worried for Samantha to witness this going on. I knew Cory had rules about the ladies fighting physically.
"My bloodline is barely different from yours!" Abby spat out when her lip trembled. It was a good indication she was very upset.
As Anna grins rudely and says. "Hardly not even your Pureblood father or brothers ever cared about you or your worthless no ranked mother."
A sorrow glistened in Abby's eyes, I saw she was getting teary-eyed. "I don't care about that! You keep my Bloodline out of this!"
Miranda half-grinned and asked showing her full attitude. "And what are you going to do about it if I don't?"
Abby stood there in silence for a moment just staring down at Miranda's crooked smile on her face while she still had her arms folded. Miranda crawled her nails up her skin hitting an emotional nerve with Abby. I felt horrible to see for myself just now wicked these Purebloods truly are. But Abby still held herself strongly.
Inside Abby's mind, she knew well what Miranda was trying to pull. After taking a breath, Abby annoyingly said. "Nothing, you think I am stupid enough to hit you? I obey the laws of the kingdom. I will say only this. You and I don't have to ever be friends again. But don't you dare think you can bring my mother into our arguments. Or else, I will report it to your husband and my husband and I will certainly inform Conner about your absurd rudeness to Anna!"
Abby was quite serious when she said this. But Anna and Miranda didn't seem to take this warning and only began to chuckle. Where is JJ when you need him or any of those men, I thought? Just whenever I was about to get up and help Abby out. I heard recognizable male voices. At the same time, Anna and Miranda stopped their snorting chuckles. Yeah, now they shut up real quickly when hearing the men, I thought. Struggling not to shake my head from how disgusted I am with them.
[Author~ It's looking like poor Sally does have some problems stirring with being the Head Queen for Kingdom she was birthed in. Do Keep in mind she isn't a Princess Rank engaged to Cory. Sally's rank is no different than Cory's Primary King rank. Poor Sally just isn't aware of this. And you'll later learn about Abby's story. Tell me your theories and thoughts. Do think Sally will find out the truth before Cory claims her Rank by this forced marriage? Or will Sally find out her Rank is a Grand Duchess and she'll be able to stop the wedding within time? Or do think this Imprint known as a bond connection will take her heart and she'll fall in love with Cory? Don't forget to give me a friendly review to help my novel out. Tell me what you think about the story. And power stones are always appreciated. Now back to their story.]