*Astrid’s POV*
It has been a few weeks since Max took the children and me to Disneyland, and we have fallen into a routine and some normality. I have been holding court and making way for the future. We have had minor hiccups; as I walk down the palace's corridors, I see a door ajar and some of my staff taking a break. I go to enter but choose to stand off to the side and listen to what they are talking about
I know it's wrong, but I can't help myself
“What do you think of Astrid” one of the cleaners ask?
“I think she is doing a good job, but I don't think she will last. I have heard the Garden staff talking about taking a stand. They think Astrid will ruin the world.”
I place my hand over my mouth and think of what I have done to make the Garden staff angry, but nothing comes to
