A Frog in Her Pocket (Trainreads)
“Miranda had only spent half a day with her brand-new father-in-law, but already she recognised that toothy, forced smile as he concluded his speech with the words, "And that is why we are so happy to witness today the joining of these two marvellous young people." All those around the table applauded, but the clapping soon died down in the clinking of cutlery on the royal household's gold plates.
Princess Miranda wiped her sweaty hands on her dress, but the hideous frilly material, bunched around her waist, didn't dry them very well. Stupid dress. She had been too polite to tell her mother that these types of dresses where intended to accentuate well-endowed young women's curves. If you were unlucky to have those curves in the wrong places, well, it accentuated those, too.
See, mother, I've done what you wanted. Joined one powerful kingdom with another. I'm a married woman now.
But her mother didn't even notice her.
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