The princess had looked forward to this day with dread and hatred. Her mind had wondered on many tracks trying to discover a way to flee her horrid fate, but, to her dismay, her father seemed to be able to read the inner-workings of her mind, and would not let her out of his sight during the day, and at night placed a guard to watch over her room.
The day after the day before the wedding arrived, and the princess was whisked away to special suite to prepare for her unwanted wedding.
In the suite she found a ridiculous gown with huge sleeves, a mile long train, and enough bows to tie back the hair of all the little lasses in the kingdom. The princess's ladies in waiting half helped, half forced her into this cumbersome confection. They put on layers and layers of under-garments, pantaloons, corsets, slips, hoops, camisoles, etc., and then finally the gown was slipped over her head.
When they were finished with her - they had also piled and powdered her hair - she looked like a huge walking marshmallow with arms.
To be continued
~Anna
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