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Princess Arabella's POV.
I got to the hall late. All the guests arrived and the party already started. There were a lot of nobles standing, dancing and moving from one place to another. The ladies were at the corners, probably gossiping. As soon as I entered the hall, a few of them smiled in my direction. The rest gave me scary looks.
I understood because I have been in their shoes before. When Alistair danced and mingle with the other women at the party, I lashed my tongue and cursed.
Queen Elizabeth left the circles of women as soon as she saw me. From her smile, I knew she was very pleased to see me tonight unlike the rest.
"Welcome, my beautiful bride," She stood in front of me with her blue silk gown. Her dressing was simple yet beautiful. I noticed the light make-up on her face. On a usual day, she dresses more than this. I wonder what she was trying to do…what game the woman was playing right now.
