By sunset, we had come up with a concept, and I was finally able to leave and the first thing I was going to do was ask my mother about her and my stepfather. On my way out, I ran into the princess, and she did not look happy. On instinct, I bowed, and she said, “What are you doing here?” with an attitude.
“Your mother invited me to help plan your party,” I said as sweetly as possible.
“Why would she ask you?” she asked arrogantly.
“I’m unsure Your Highness,” I said, sincerely.
“Oh. OK, you can go,” she said, and with that, I walked out of the palace and towards my stepfather who was waiting for me.
“How did it go?” he asked as we got in the car.
“Great. The queen is so nice. She’s really easy to talk to. I see why everyone loves her,” I said, with a smile.
“Yeah, she’s always been
