After dinner that night, I bumped into Keoni on my way to Kayla’s room. It had already been seven months since the queen changed her into a child, and this would be the last time that I got to have a heart-to-heart with her in this manner. “What brings you here?” Keoni asked.
“Wanted to say goodbye, before Kayla comes back. You?” I asked.
“Same. I have no idea how she’s going to behave tomorrow. I wonder if she’s going to be the same girl that I watched grow up or the one I met last year,” Keoni said.
“She’s not really that different than the Kayla I know. Her childhood was nicer, she is a lot more mischievous, but for the most part, she's still the same girl, only with magic and wings and she looks completely different,” I said.
“That’s true, but I kind of miss her being a kid. A we
