"I will kill all of them, no matter what their reasons are for doing this, it's bad and I have no intention of sparing any of them, no matter who it might be," Minda said, and Stella swallowed nervously.
"Minda," the queen replied, "I think you should relax tonight, you've been through a lot today." Minda smiled.
"Don't worry, mom, I'll be fine," she assured her mother, as the queen sighed.
"I also have some news for you, Emily," Minda said, and Emily looked at her.
"What is it?" Emily inquired.
"I have invited your father to the snowball, which is three days from now on Christmas Eve," Minda replied.
"Ah, I see," Emily said, a slight smile on her face.
"Is it still a good idea to host the snowball?" the king asked.
"I think it's fine, it's nice, it will be relaxing for a lot, have the maids continue with the preparations, we will be hosting it, we can't let this obstruct others happiness," Minda responded then the king smiled.
