Page 96 of The Time Of Queens

“Whoa!” Pip yelped.

“Er okay, so yeah, that was unexpected,” Sophia commented as all three of us all just stared down at her.

“Shit,”I hissed again, now looking around in hopes that knowing what to do would suddenly jump out at me.

“Erm, so what now, Mrs Bashy?” Pip asked, making me grimace.

“Quick, we need to hide her, I don’t want Amelia seeing this, nothing can ruin her day,” I said, which had become my mantra since helping Amelia plan this wedding.

“Okay, well I left my magic ‘get rid of the body potion’ in my other purse, so what do you suggest?” Sophia replied sarcastically.

“How about the closet? That usually works for us,” Pip offered as I glared at Sophia’s after her unhelpful comment. One she simply smirked at. Of course, the second we opened the closet door, that thank the heavens was not far from Amelia’s room, we all looked down as one.

“What are the odds?” I muttered while Pip pointed out,

“Yep, that trunk is even better.” Then she smirked at Sophia.

“Don’t say a word about it!” Sophia threatened, obviously referring to Persia. Pip threw up her hands and said,

“Okay, okay, jeez, touchy much?” Of course, I ignored this in favour of saving the day, and my arse along with it.

“Let’s put her in here,” I said, opening the trunk and amazingly finding it empty.

“Seriously though, what are the chances?” Pip asked again and in a smug tone, looking to Sophia once again, who just groaned this time.

“Quick, you grab her legs, I will get the arms,” I said to Pip.

“And how about me?” Sophia asked, frowning.

“You just support the middle,” I replied, making her look outraged.

“Wait, why do I get the bitch’s butt?” she asked, causing Pip to giggle.

“Really, you wanna argue about this now?” I asked, throwing my hands out to indicate the unconscious bitch assassin that had plagued my family for decades.

“Fine, but I do this because I love my niece,” Sophia said, now hiking up her tight skirt so she could move better.

“Then let’s hustle, ladies, before she opens the door and see’s the last thing she ever expected to see on her wedding day,” I pointed out.

“What, me feeling her enemy’s ass?” Sophia grunted as we tried to manoeuvre the dead weight first into the closet and then to the trunk. Something that was hard to do when we were all moving as one.

“Pivot, pivot… sorry, sorry… I couldn’t help myself,” Pip said, making me shoot her a look as if to say, really!

“Please stop quotingFriendsand just get your end in first,” Sophia grumbled.

“Why mine? Surely her butt’s better first, as it’s the biggest bit. Man, is it me or has she really let herself go since beingon the lam?” Pip said, huffing while trying to sidestep with her ankles in hand.

“Well considering I never gave the bitch a piggyback in the past, I couldn’t tell ya,” I replied, making Sophia snort a laugh.

“Maybe we should just swing her on in there and let momentum do all the work,” Pip offered when it was clear we were struggling.

“All the work! Does it sound like we have been relying on science to you?!” Sophia snapped, making me snort a laugh.

“Alright, alright, Snappy MaGee… I don’t exactly hear you coming up with any bright ideas,” Pip replied, making Sophia and I look at each other.

Then after a little shrug, we started to swing her in. Which meant that when we let go, she hit her head on the doorframe and her legs snapped up to her chest like an abused mannequin. Each of us couldn’t help but wince despite us all hating her.

“Oooh,” we each hissed before Pip shrugged again and said,

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