"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
The whole palace was awakened by the loud scream of a lady early in the morning. Everyone's feet immediately worked, running hurriedly in the direction of Nathalia's room.
"Princess, is everything okay? Can you open the door?" Reagan shouted from the other side of the door.
"I can't! I do not know how! I do not know what is going on with my body!" she shouted back.
The maids came running down, carrying sets of keys tingling together, as their hands hastily scanned them, trying to find the correct key to her bedroom door. The door knob was inserted with keys, so big or small, that almost made them short-circuit when one of them got stuck.
"Nathalia, are you still there? Are you injured... or anything?" Queen Madeline asked. She has her hands clasped together a
