I stare out my window as the approaching carriage draws closer, becoming more and more vivid. As the sunflower symbol comes into view on the purple flag of the carriage, I let out a sigh.
Greenland.
Princess Dana, and maybe King Gregory, will be here any minute...meaning he did accept their offer.
Just as I suspected.
“My lady.” Cecily says from behind me and I turn to see her carrying my usual platter of food directly from the royal table...a look of concern on her face.
“Not to worry, Cecily.” I say dismissively as I pick up my bag carrying the few things that I brought with me to the castle. “I won’t be eating today.”
And her shoulders sag as she stares at me.
“But, My Lady--”
“You should call me Melissa... it’s only appropriate.”
“My lady,” she insists, dropping the platter,
