Alana
That morning, Francine came down knocking at the door of the cabin house where I stayed the night.
“Our lady? The queen luna sent a letter for you,” she excitedly handed me a piece of a dainty small pink envelope.
My heart thumped out of its cage when I opened it and read it. For a few months that I stayed in the castle, I was already able to read and write sentences to the delight of my tutors who complimented me for being a fast learner.
I let out an air first before I finished reading the letter.
“Alana? What is it? Can you tell me what the letter is about?” Francine asked. She cannot contain her excitement already.
“T-The queen luna wants me to visit her quarters.”
“Really?!” she shrieked in happiness. “Then come on! Let’s get you dolled up!”
She pulled me into the car an
