Emery''It has been ten days, Your Highness. You haven't touched your food. Shall I get you something else to eat? The queen worries about your wellbeing,'' I keep on looking at the glass window; not sparing a second glance at one of the servants. I'm don't feel like I need to consume anything and it has not

Emery''I don't need your lecture,'' I say without turning around to look at my mother—who's probably going to start asking me about Hannah and the baby. Then, she's going to ask me about Emma.

EmmaThe three of us are standing at the front door as I try to look for anything in particular. My eyes won't stop glancing back and forth onto my phone; wanting to make sure that this is the right address and that we are not lost. That would be trouble for us.

EmeryI instantly run down the empty hallway, ignoring the guards that has been guarding this floor; just incase someone barges in to sabotage us. Things are slightly different now, us, royalties aren't able to be in public for too long because we worry about our safety.

Emery''I must say that she's healing quite well,'' The doctor says, referring to the papers in his hands. Those papers are the reports according to Emma's recovering after her miscarriage and trauma—it was bad, before.