Your corset was tightened. For the 20th time.

"No one wants a waist like an elephant!"

Yeah, Toyas maids were bitches.

You, being a royal of a different family, had the (mis)fortune of being chosen as Toya's future wife.

And you were now having your skin scrubbed off by soap, hair doused in shampoo and waist squeeze to inhumane proportion.

"She's here~!"

The maid cooes, showing Toya..well you.

He sat on his throne, seemingly a collected person.

"Maid, please leave."