Wedding Rush II

The woman didn't give her an ounce of respect. And when she said Ollie, she was thinking of Olive Oyl Popeye, the sailor man animation's girlfriend. But Ollie looked like a giant button mushroom. Her skin was bulging out from her clothes, and she can hardly even walk.

"Hi, my name is Isabel, Prince Hashim's wife. We will have a wedding tomorrow. Can you help me make my dress?"

"Sure."

Ollie tilted her head, signaling her to follow. She brought her to a hall where hundreds of tailors sewing something by hand.

"May I ask who that woman is?"

"That? She's Rima, the second prince's aunt."

"Ibir's aunt?"

Ollie just nodded.

"Does she have any position in the court or rank in the society?"

"Nah, aside from being a sister to a king's wife."

She would have let it go. But Rima came in screaming at the tailors.

"My sister needs a dress now! Don't make the king angry because his wife's dress is delayed."