*Emily*

As I stand in front of the full-length mirror, I can’t help but smile at the reflection of perfection beaming back at me. Shaking my hair, I watch as the curls fall around my shoulders like soft velvet ripples.

Although I had no doubts about the success of my mission to get my idiot coward cousin out of the castle, I know I still have a lot of cards in my deck to play. He is probably hiding out in his plush emergency bunker somewhere far away, sitting on his swamp ass ...