Too tight!

"Are you well M'lady?" The prince asked, noting her distress.

"I'm fine!" She snapped, rather embarrassed her distress was noted. "Anyways, as I was saying..."

Rather flustered, Princess Katherine went back to her grand plan to unite their kingdoms through marriage. All the while though she felt discomfort. Had her corset always been so tight in the belly? Perhaps she was bloated, but it felt like it was getting tighter and tighter. Against her will, she recalled curse of the hag...

"Well, prepare to loose that which you value most.... you're perfect figure!"

That was what the witch had said... no, not a witch, just some old wench trying to scare her! Katherine tried to reassure herself, but fear was growing.

Finally, the discomfort from her tight corset was too much.

"Uh... I'm sorry, please excuse me." Katherine said. The prince watch in confusion as Katherine stood to flee to the washroom...