“Princess Alexandria replied truthfully. She was seated at the far end of the galley, an easel in front of her, her denim workshirt and cargo pants spattered with primary colors. She was shoeless, and her toes were small and pretty, and French manicured. She appeared to be painting the scene outside the window, which was interesting, because the curtains were drawn. “Frankly, we’ve all been wondering.”“Har, har. I mean, your brother, a perfectly nice guy—if a little obsessed with flightless wate...rfowl—asks me not once, but twice to marry him, and I blow him off like I can do better. I mean, what the hell?”“Maybe you can,” the princess suggested, shoving her brush into Caribbean Blue and smooshing it around. The brush spread into a fan shape and the blob of color on her palette doubled in size. “Do better, I mean. I love my brother, and he’s quite cute, but there’s plenty of other fish in the sea.”“Not at the rate he’s feeding those penguins.”Alex snickered, but didn’t comment.“Are you doing that devil’s advocate thing?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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