Nickoli’s POV:
I glanced back at Annabel who was being comforted by my mother. She didn't look relaxed and that had me on edge. I could see the tears that wanted to fall from her eyes as I moved away from her, but I didn't know from what. Turning back around, I walked behind my father to who knew where. The image of Annabel didn't leave my mind.
Why was she about to cry? I asked myself. My father abruptly stopped.
"A warning could have been nice." I said, backing up a little. My father shooed me off and opened a large door. Once I was fully in the room, I looked all around us. This looked like where Annabel's father did all his work. "What are we in here for? Are we even allowed in here?" I asked my father.
"This is going to be Annabel's office when she becomes queen. It would also
