Beams of sun shafts from the morning sun found their way into the king’s bed-chamber. Nancy stooped over her father in her nightdress and shook him up. The king opened his eyes and was surprised to find her here.
“Nancy, what are you doing here?” Gordon asked his daughter.
“Keep it down, I sneaked here,” she said sitting on a cushion near the bed.
“Why?”
“Because I had to speak to you. There are too many rules and too many things I have to do just to get an audience with you.”
“So you just decided to breach all protocols and to end up here?” he said pushing himself up to sit supported by a pillow.
“I can’t even get you alone. You’re always with Esmeralda all the time. We used to go on rides every Friday but I have kissed that goodbye. You would always sit me down for history lessons
