King Alger

As the car came to a halt  past memories resurfaced.

Those giggles and laughs

Those multiple rides on my fathers back

Those warm cuddles and loving kisses my parents showered over me.

Overwhelmed with past memories I placed my first step back in the place where my life started.

A warm hand engulfed my cold ones.

I looked up to see Xavier passing me a smile of assurance.

"Don't worry my dad may seem cold at first but he is good at heart,

Just  be yourself..okay?"

I nodded

As we entered the ceremony hall  at the centre stood the chair which belonged to the king.

The same chair on which I used to sit with the crown of my barbie princess on my head and imagine my self as the real princess.

The same chair on which my Dad used to sit with me on his lap .

Now the chair was still the same with it's beatifull  gold plated back with an intricate design and blood red cushioned seat but