MELODY'S Point of View
I sucked in a breath.
Hillary said nothing, but it was obvious she had guessed why I'd walked out of Seth's room looking disheveled.
I took a long look at the silhouette of the sexy goddess in the full body-length mirror.
Was that me? Is there something I'm missing here, this dress was also picked out by Her Majesty. I'd told Hillary earlier in the day to pick out a dress that could feed Seth's eyes. So how did that information reach the Queen? I tensed up a bit, it seemed Hillary's loyalty was with the Queen, I had to be more careful of whatever information I tossed around in the future.
Although the Queen didn't seem to have a problem with Seth and me earlier, you can't really tell what people really think about you just because they're nice. Maybe she thought I was slutty, his plaything even.
