It was finished.
Rubbing his wrist a bit, the Prince sighed to himself, “Okay, I’m through with the letters,” On top of his study desk, about a hundred or more so letters had been individually signed by him. “Shall we have Albert return to deliver it?” He glanced at Daniel whose eyes were glued to their television. Shaking his head, he picked up a letter… and there was nothing indicative of the family or individual to be sent to.
He paused for a moment. There was still an envelope without someone addressed to it.
“On second thought, why don’t we leave to meet up with Alice today? The earlier we tell her of the situation; it ought to be easier for her to attend the ball without any mishaps.”
“Hmm? I could always just send her a text message. I can do it right now if you want
