Leaving her in her office, calling a maid to assist her if needed, I made my way down the large empty hallways to the Ballroom where I took my seat beside Father who was wearing a huge smile.
For a couple of weeks, Father was put on bed rest, only coming to the throne room for the morning court. He left everything else in mine, Becca's and Duke Willow's care, trusting that we knew what to do. The reason why he was put on bed rest is that we all knew that this whole day was going to take a toll on him.
Thanks to his bed rest he had plenty of energy to interact with people, watch all the people dance on the floor, and guide me through my duties as the new King.
Sadly unlike the other times I've attended a ball -where I could usually escape which Becca does anyway- I have to smile, accept gifts, and possibly create other meetings depending on who the guest was.
