Princess Rhiya had seen from afar the way the king was staring at her son in disgust. This irked her and she wasn't about to let her precious son suffer any more insult because of the lowlife who ought to be lying six feet below beside her parents.
'After all, her husband had stooped so low to go to the airport and welcome the trashy girl. What more could the king ask for? Should the entire Beshar family grovel at Lolitha's feet?' Princess Rhiya cursed inwardly.
Princess Rhiya noticed the way Lola's dress was loosely held around her waist region. Young princess ought to have their waist region slim, snatched and fitted to give them that distinct flattering look. There was only one exception to the formal dress code for every young princess. Pregnancy.
