Chapter 21

“I can’t believe you kept all this from me. I’m supposed to be your best friend,” Lizzie grumbled.

“Lizzie, I thought we already went over this; I said I was sorry,” Gisele replied, sighing.

“Well, what type of relationship would ours be if you didn’t grovel? I’m the queen, remember? Elizabeth, Queen Elizabeth,” said queen answered, looking at Gisele with an incredulous look on her face.

Gisele had told Lizzie what had happened with her dad, her heart pouring into Slate and Slate’s jealousy. Lizzie almost popped a vein because, apparently, in the commandments of best friendship, the first was, ‘Thou shalt not keep anything from thy best friend.’

Gisele rolled her eyes at her friend’s dramatics. Everyone was queen (or king) in their head.

“Queen Lizzie, I apologize sincerely for my utmost foolishness and stupidity. Satisfied?” Gisele said to shut Lizzie u