The Frog Princess Retold by 0-kelley-0, literature
Literature
The Frog Princess Retold
Vanessa slapped him so hard that he rocked back on his heels. It felt too good for her not to smirk. Not only was she impressed with her own strength, but the look of absolute shock on his face was priceless. The last thing she saw before turning on her heel was her bright red hand print on his cheek which she hoped would at least bruise for several days.
Her shoes made sharp echoes around the cavernous room as she flounced her way along the stone floors, making for the nearest exit. She only wished there were more beings around to witness this moment. It was by far the grandest exit she'd made since tadpole school! Don't trip, don't trip, d