"I am pretty sure I havea nightgown that will fit you," said Stacey, "my last boyfriend wasterrible about picking sizes, and I always felt too bad to ...eturnthem."Stacey made her way into the walk-in closet, and returned, havingchanged into sweats and a tank top, with a gorgeous Olga style, floorlength satin gown. It was black lace on top and leopard print over therest. She handed it to me along with the matching robe. "I loved thelook of this one, and wished he had got me the right size. Now I. Well, itjust makes this seem more real."She gave me a shy look and whispered. "Including who you'd want to goto the Formal with?"I groaned and buried a head in my pillow but giving her a muffledresponse. "How about you go with Mike and I stay home?"She laughed at the mere suggestion before brushing it off entirely."There are rumours about me floating around school now because of thatwitch Anna. I can't even imagine what people would say if thathappened." She gave me a thoughtful look and. Notquite as eager as Kathy, it took a push from mom before I went in and putthe dress on. To my horror, I looked really good in it! As I turned thisway and that I began to see that yes, I did look nice as a girl, andsadly, that was regardless of the fact that I was a boy. I walked out andsaw mom almost swoon in delight, so I knew that she had found the dressfor me. Putting up my growing facade of uncaring, she quickly paid forboth dresses, then dragged us into the girls section of the. ”“Rikard!” Shara said sharply. “Be nice to your brother!”“Oh, Shara,” Queen Merice said, “the boys are are just teasing each other.”Merice didn’t see the flash of hatred in Shara’s eyes, but Rusol did. The relationship between Marten’s wife and his concubine, never great to begin with, had been worsening, though the two of them hid that fact whenever the king was around. Their sons had learned not to take sides, either with their own mothers or each other’s.“Your Highness, you remember my.