Licia
I make my way slowly towards the second floor and all the guards I meet on my way bow their head in reverence, no one tries to stop me, and no one is asking questions, which make me believe that my father . . .,
father sounds strange since I had lost the one that brought me up as his, but calling my biological father, father, has a certain feel to it.
I'm almost at the door he directed me to, when someone steps out of the office, blocking my way in the process.
" Your highness" he says in a low voice as he performs a low bow.
To say I am shocked, is an understatement, I don't know what to say and I don't even know who he is and how he knows who I am, from all indications, I don't look like my father except maybe for my eyes.
" Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself," he continue
