#Chapter 28- Quick Solutions
Fiona POV
The sight of the Princess’s dress covered in cake makes me gasp. What’s worse are the fat tears rolling down her cheeks. I didn’t see how it happened, but somehow, the cake toppled and fell on her and the floor.
“Yes, I need your best, largest cake delivered to the King’s mansion as soon as possible- within thirty minutes,” I say into the phone as I rush toward Princess Chloe.
“You’re lucky, Ma’am. We just had a cancellation, so as soon as we get the cake packaged, we’ll be on our way.”
“Thanks.”
Ending the call, I stop at the frantic Princess’s side and grab her hands to keep her from messing up her dress further.
“Come with me,” I say, pulling her toward the nearest door. She’s still crying, and people are staring, but I try to shield her from their disgusted looks as best as I can. Luckily, I already had my bag in hand, so once I get Chloe into a side room, I close the door.
“I’m so sorry something like this happened, but I have a new cake coming. All w

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