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"Fyora's Gown" by butter_bar12
“Ow!” Queen Fyora exclaimed.
I jumped back, hiding the pointy needle behind my back. This dress fitting was not going so well.
“Are you alright, Your Highness?” I knew that impertinence would not get me far, especially this close to the Faerie Festival. The Queen was always impatient the week before the legendary celebration. Higher ranked Neopians than I had been dismissed during the Month of Gathering.
“You clumsy imbecile, be careful!” she scolded.
However, the Queen smiled as she admired herself in the mirror of the Hidden Tower. I had only been working as a Faerieland dressmaker for a few weeks now, but I knew that she was pleased with the results.
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