Morning here is not like in the palace. Here I can hear the gushing of the winds outside accompanied by distant chirping of the birds. It was indeed a chilly morning, but I woke up all wrapped up in thick blankets that wasn’t there when I slept. I smiled to myself knowing it was my mother who put it there. It was not long until I hear the clattering of utensils outside and shuffling of chairs– I got up quickly because I feel like there are more than one person outside and I don’t know who it could possibly be at this early morning.
“Mother!” I wrapped her given scarf that was sitting on a chair beside my bed and head out. What I witnessed shocked me; it was a good kind of shock.
“Daddy?” it has been a while since he had been home, I jumped up to him and pulled him in to a hug.
“Hi,
