I could feel the strokes of relief rushing down through my veins as I smiled after the good news had entered my ear.
Every royal worker in the monitoring room was cheering while my Dad tapped my shoulders and hugged King Patrick.
A feeling of fulfillment overpoured inside my chest as I stared at the map of the island and focused on the coast in the City of the West when someone patted me on my shoulders while I turned around to see it was the King, himself, so I bowed down a bit.
“I’m so proud of you, Ava. So proud”, he said in approval, which, in no sense of denial, had fluttered me. I know I do not like receiving compliments, and I wasn’t lying when I said that, but the approval of the King is different from everyone else’s, it’s on another level. And seeing him approve my abilities i
