Chapter 19

Haley’s POV

"Mom, we are here," I shouted.

She came out of the kitchen while smiling.

"Aunty, what are you doing in the kitchen?" Joy asked.

"Ooh please. Have you forgotten that I am well now? I had really missed my kitchen," mom said.

"Ooh my bad," Joy said.

"So are those wedding dresses?" She asked.

"Yes. They are. Did you get your dress?" I asked her.

"Yes. Michal and I went in the morning to pick them."

"Ooh. I hope you did not pick a dress for Elsa," I said.

"No. Actually that is what I wanted to tell you, but it seems you got it covered," she said.

"Yes I do. But what did you want to tell me?" I asked because I hated being left in suspense.

"Elsa said that you are the one who should pick her dress for the wedding. She claimed that since you are the queen, she is the princess," she said.

"Aaaw." Joy and Peige said.

"Shut up." I told them before turning to mom." Yes, she always claims that. It is