Lalisa.

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

The kingdom was buzzing from early morning. People were preparing for the celebration, constantly running to the princess with congratulations – the wedding hadn't even begun yet, but the festive mood had already engulfed everyone. It seemed everyone was happy. Except Jenny.

Her insides clenched at the mere thought of Lisa being with another. She carefully hid her emotions behind the mask of the perfect servant, but with each passing minute it became increasingly difficult. Especially when Lisa was nearby, and she was always nearby, and every moment only intensified the pain. That evening conversation kept popping up in my head.

"Let's run away?" Lisa sat on the bed while Jenny combed her long hair. Her hand holding the comb froze midway.

Jenny felt her throat tighten. Run away? Her first thought was to agree without hesitation, but reason quickly brought her back to reality.

“It’s not allowed, madam,” she breathed out barely audibly. “And what if they catch me?”

“I don’t care,” Lisa turned and looked at her with that same light, warm smile that made Jenny’s insides clench. “As long as we’re together.”

Jenny then promised to think about it. Before the wedding.

And now she stood to the side, clutching the lady's glass, and watched as the future groom approached Lisa, his hand falling on her waist. Everything inside her flared up, making her bite the inside of her cheek. Jealousy, despair, helplessness... The fox didn't even turn around to look at her.

Then the princess, citing the need to touch up her makeup, slipped off to the dressing room. Jenny, as if guided by an unknown force, followed her. Two figures were reflected in the mirror: one in a luxurious bridal gown, the other in a slightly more modest outfit.

"Two hours left," Lisa said quietly, meeting her gaze in the reflection. She seemed perfectly calm, but inside, everything screamed with the desire to simply run.