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Kaitlyn It's been a few hours since I saw Cayden and the Palace was almost destroyed, word is that there was a bomb in the conference room but it was quickly neutralized, and everything went back to normal. I tried to reach my father but was told he was asked to meet Michael, but no one had seen or heard him and I am beginning to get worried, he has never not checked in on me. My dad always looked out for me, although sometimes I wasn't always totally in the loop. I had always gotten my way, as a little girl, I was spoiled rotten and I always wanted to be Queen since my father drilled it in my head as a child and also after talking to the Queen Mother and admiring her. I went back to my quarters to wait until the dust settled but I changed my mind and headed to Cayden's quarters to wait