"Mom when will you be back?" "Soon my sweet Holly."

I woke up screaming and sweating. "Same nightmare again?" Asked my big sister. "Yeah" I replied. "Breakfast is ready!" yelled Dad from the kitchen. "Coming!" we yelled in unison. Me and Agatha raced to the kitchen but of course Agatha had to win. Agatha was an amazing warrior. Everyone either adored her or despised her. Me? I'm just the same old nerd who couldn't fight. "Today is the prince's birthday." dad said. Interrupted I replied rather harshly and said "I don't care." Shocked Agatha and dad looked at me in curiousity. "Oh i'm sorry I was just confused." I said not really knowing what to say. We ate our breakfast in akward silence. "So what are you going to wear for prince Philip's birthday Holly?" Agatha said that broke the akward silence. "I really don't know...I might wear mother's old dress." I replied nonchalantly . Agatha looked at me weirdly and said " Your acting weird. You normally don't even mention Mother." Dad stood up unexpectedly surprised we both looked at him. "The prince will be choosing a bride at his birthday. His coronation is near so please don't overdo anything. I would hate for you to get married to a man you just met." "Alright." Me and Agatha said in unison. While getting ready me and Agatha had a conversation about who the prince will pick. "My money is on Beatrix. I mean she gives old hags food and tolerates literally everyone." "Hm. I'm pretty sure that the prince likes manly women that fights with grace and knowledge." I reply.