Inside the palace…
“Princess Aldrea!” my dad, King William, shouted the moment I appeared in front of him. He looked at me and inspected the clothes I am wearing from head to foot. Going around me, he looked at me and shook his head. “Where have you been all these months?!”
I remained bowed. As expected, he is not happy to see me. This is not supposed to be the reaction of a father who lost his daughter for months. Still, pain pricked my heart. I hoped for even a tiny bit of concern or worry from him, but I never got one until the very end. My lower lip started to tremble, but I bit it. It’s not worth it to cry for a little thing like this. I have to admit that I am still affected by my father’s uncaring attitude towards me but after all I’ve been through in the training field, I r
