Precious sighed and felt a wave of deep, woeful, despair overwhelm her. She was standing on a low plinth in the middle of a room and there were women and droids fussing around her. Two of them were working on her dress, two on her hair and then there was the wedding planner. Precious blamed her sister for this. It felt as much like the people here were bodyguards as much as they were there to help her. The door opened and her father walked in.<br/><br/>"Daddy, I'm not Vespa," she said, determinedly. King Roland looked at his younger daughter and he sighed. The weight of the crown on King Roland's head was heavier every day. Her sister had run out of her wedding to Prince Valium, and then married some space-rat who had (it turned out) been a hidden Prince. They were blissfully happy together and, frankly, it made Precious sick.<br/><br/>"Tiara Snowflake," King Roland said, and Precious sighed. It was rare that her father used her full and proper name, so Precious sighed more loudly and then she made sure that her face was set in an expression of bored and uninterested. That always worked with her father and, true enough, Roland blushed and started to splutter. "You know what your sister did, my dear, Valium is offended by Vespa's behaviour. You and he will make a marvellous couple."<br/><br/>Precious smiled, but said nothing. Why did<i> she </i>have to marry the boring man who yawned all the time? She didn't<i> want </i>to and she most certainly didn't<i>love </i>him. But her sister, her beautiful, perfect, always-Daddy's-favourite-girl sister had walked out on Valium. And now, she, Princess Tiara 'Precious' Snowflake was faced with being married to Prince Valium. Vespa had run out at the actual altar and Precious wondered just how that had felt. Still, that wasn't what she was going to do.<br/><br/>No. Precious was going to go out in a much more impressive way.<br/><br/>Right up until she thought about her sister, Precious had been willing to go through with it. But, all their lives, she and Vespa had been in competition and Vespa was now happy, in love, married to someone who loved her. No, why should her sister get that and Precious be left with the man who Vespa had deemed unworthy? No. No!<br/><br/>The dressers and droids stopped as Precious stamped her foot at the thought and she smiled. It was a sweet, innocent expression which always worked. "Is the horse and carriage ready?" Precious asked, and Roland nodded. "My droid of honour?" The plan was that she would arrive at the venue in a horse and carriage, where she would be met by her father and they would go in to the Chapel.<br/><br/>Turning to her droid of honour, and life-long friend and nanny, Tea-Tree Pino, Precious gave a slight, tense smile. "Come, Tea-Tree. I'll see you there, Daddy." The horse and carriage was literally taking her around the building but that would be enough.<br/><br/>Lifting the vintage lace skirt of her wedding dress, Precious climbed in to the carriage, Tea-Tree held on to the train of her veil. Within moments, the two of them were sitting together and then, just before they got to the front of the Chapel, Precious spied the stretched Limousine which they were going to travel on their honeymoon in.<br/><br/>"Come on, then, Tee-Tree. We're escaping."