My eyes opened, startled by the wake up call from the flight attendant. She looked at me concerned, I must have been talking in my sleep again.
“Thank you, I’m just going to change then I’ll be out!” I said sleepily.
She bowed her head and walked towards the cabin, when she was gone I took a moment to compose myself. I looked down and I had cut myself with my nails from the pressure of holding my hands into a fist. I watched the cuts heal themselves, sighed and then made my way to the bathroom to get changed.
Once I was done, I made my way out of the plane and down onto the runway where my usual convoy was waiting. The driver bowed his head as he opened the door for me.
“Thank you, what’s your name?” I asked him.
“Gregory, your majesty. I’m the head of drivers and security.”
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