"Are you sure it's okay for us to leave the palace?" Josiane asked for the tenth time since we began our journey to Neve Place.
"Yes, Josiane, so stop being anxious." Godiva answered in my stead. "Micaela already told us about the king's approval to let us outside the palace for the day."
"And he is okay with us taking one of the cars." She asked again, staring in awe at the car in front of her.
"Yes, Josiane." I groaned.
"Then I guess it's okay if I do this." She yells, jumping up and squealing in excitement. "I have always dreamt of riding in one of these, and I guess dreams do come true." She gushed excitedly, her hand hovering on top of the car like she was scared that if she touched it, it would disappear.
"Sometimes I can't tell if she is eighteen or eight." Godiva mutters,
