"Go back to the palace and apologize to Queen Daphne!" General Aldrich instructed Alva Morris tersely.
"What if she did not forgive me?" Alva resisted the idea.
"At least, you tried! You go to the palace first. We will think of the next plan!" General Aldrich was contemplating something.
"Let's go to the next plan, General! I don't like to smooch with someone that I detest!"
"You don't have to kiss her shoes, fool! You only have to apologize!" The general was getting exasperated.
"The next plan, please!" Alva was adamant.
"You desire to be in her shoes, Alva! You kiss those shoes first!"
"Huh! You know I have plans for the king?" She was startled.
"Who wouldn't? Every woman who meets King Avner does!" General Aldrich uttered cynically. "If you want to reach your foolish dream of b
