The queen's study room.
The royal couple was happy to have their son visited them, finally.
Queen Margaret and King Antone and Princess Abigail take each turn to hug and welcome back Adam.
"How are you, son?" King Antone asked.
"I'm fine, Father," he answered.
"How's the modeling work?" the queen inquired.
"Going great, as usual, Mother," he responded cheerfully.
Princess Abigail whispered something into her brother's ears. "When are we going to visit the beach again? I miss it already," she said. The first time she went to see the beach she fell in love with the majestic surrounding encompassing the beach, the shoreline is breathtaking, the sand is white as snow.
Adam smiled at his sister. "Just tell, Jessy, she's the boss..."
Princess Abigail's eyes sparkled. "Okay, I will go to her room now and set an appointment with her!"
The princess bounced on her toes and exited the study room like a breeze of sunshine.
