Felicity was sitting on the bench in th garden while enjoying the weather when her maid came running. She was breathless as she stopped near her.
"Princess, princess..."
She tried to catch her breath while Felicity was confused over her condition.
"Is everything alright?"
"That....that man.....Archie.... he is coming here."
And Felicity sighed. At this point, she was ninety nine percent persimmons. Few days ago, she went to pick some persimmons. Unfortunately, no persimmons were ripen but since then everyday Archie will pick those which becomes ripe and give it to her.
She did not has the heart to tell him that she hates persimmons and would have to at least eat few in front of him who will patiently wait for her to praise her in the end.
"Can I get chance to run?"
She asked the ma
