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The wedding day sky was bright blue and cloudless. The wind whistled through the nearby steeple while the first returning birds busied themselves in the rafters. Even the cook was panicking in the kitchen, as more guests had turned up than expected. Mr Kazantzakis, Moira’s father, stood in the doorway to the small Greek Orthodox chapel awaiting the bride, as proud a father as any could be. Today was the day his little girl was to get married. 'His little girl'. He swallowed hard and tried not to think about it. Later, perhaps, when he was alone he could let go, but right now, well his little girl was getting married and he wasn’t going to let her down. He was to be her 'big strong Daddy' one last time. On this day Moira looked even more beautiful than usual. Everyone commented on it, and not simply because she was wearing the most expensive dress she would probably ever wear, or because she had spent all that morning getting ready. No, she was beautiful because she smiled. It was as simple as that. And today of all days she had a very good reason to smile. *** Now some people might think that Wicked Queens are not actually born wicked, but grow that way with time because of some social deficiency in their life or some dark and secret genealogy. This idea is completely wrong. Wicked Queens are destined to be wicked. As is ordained for them in the labyrinth of time, they usually start out as the 'Ugly Sister.' An apprenticeship that most wicked queens go through to graduate. Some graduate better than others. Our wicked Queen had straight A’s in all her subjects. |
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