"Who could be at the door of her house at this hour?" She asked herself, as she glanced at the wall clock to see that it was just seven thirty in the morning. Wasn't it just too early for someone to be here?
Royal sighed as she stood up to walk to the door. She had been working on the books she had copied from the library all night because that was the only time that she could get a chance to do that. She had always spent her days with Sarah, and her nights for herself.
She would soon be taken away from here, and she was trying as much as she could to give her some memories to go by for every day she spent where she was going before her father was found. He had really not wanted to be found, seeing as both the cops and the private detective of the king had not found him yet. It was eithe
