Chapter 40

JOHANNA.

“Zip it up!” I said to Evelyn, who was busy humming behind me. She came forth and zipped the gown, and then I walked to the mirror to take a better look at myself. “How does it look on me?” I asked no one in particular.

King Ramsey had gotten the gown for me. They were about five in number, all beautiful with different designs.

“It looks awesome on you. Is that from the package the King got from you?” Evelyn giggled. She was fond of that whenever it had to do with King Ramsey. In the start, I felt irritated when she acted that way, but recently, I can't find myself being that way again.

I turned to her. “Do you want to blabber? That's what you are always good at—it didn't skip my mind.”

She scoffed and stepped back a bit. “If I was the King, I'd have you crushed raw under me…”

“Say that again, and I'll have you thrown into the cell….” I warned her, getting rid of all the smiles on my face. “I hope you will get married soon and get crushed that way.”

She crossed her hands bac