Dedicated to all my wonderful readers. Enjoy and read the note beneath.
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She sat on the couch in her room looking at the boy and his nanny.
The little child was scared and seemed shy. Trails of tears long wept still marked his young face.
The nanny still was not concerned about the young child rather she seemed a bit annoyed and anxious. She had been expecting the king to reward her for helping them catch her mistress and his child but instead the princess had asked to see her. She had heard countless tales told of the cold hearted princess whom many believed to be a dark witch. She hoped that things would bode well for her.
The princess fixed her eyes on the nanny for a very long time enjoying the way she squirmed under her gaze.
" are you his nanny? " the princess asked in a bored tone.
