IMELDA'S POV

"Wake up you spoiled brat!" The Queen chided, emptying a bucket of water on me.

"What the fuck!" I shrieked, jumping off the bed, my eyes widened in horror.

"Why are you still in bed by this time?" The Queen glared down at me. If looks could kill I'll obviously be dead by now.

"Why the hell couldn't I have a peaceful morning without having to deal with the Queen?"

"Language miss!" She scolded, frowning. I guess I said that aloud.

"Yeah, whatever," I rolled my eyes, pissed. For some annoying reason, she looked too shiny in that dress of hers. She had a different hairdo which looked...