(Mylay's POV)
After having breakfast with Gran, I left her chambers and ran down the hall to Quame'. I burst into our chambers to find Quame' eating breakfast on the couch and watching T.V. "Hey, baby, how was breakfast?" he asked. I was so overwhelmed with emotions that I threw myself on his lap and began to sob. He scooped me up in his arms and cradled my head.
"What's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" he asked softly with concern. I went from crying to laughing hysterically at his question. I know I probably look like a madwoman right now, but my emotions were all over the place, but in a good way.
I finally pulled myself together and began to speak. "Gran, she's my grandmother! I-I'm a princess! The story you told me about the Queen dying while pregnant was a rumor they spread. It was
