The Queen's birthday party carried on well into the night as members of noble families and dignitaries from various kingdoms took turns presenting their lavish gifts. When it came time for Barbara to present the Heming family gift, she felt a surge of anticipation and nervous excitement. Her heart raced with a mixture of pride and anxiety as all eyes turned to her.
"You are Baron Heming's adopted daughter?" the king asked, his voice commanding and menacing.
Barbara gulped, and then smiled, hiding her anxiousness, offering an elegant bow to the king. "Yes, Your Majesty, my name is Kristie Heming," she said, making sure that her voice carried confidence and respect.
The king replied with a low hum and nodded. The hall burst into whispers.
Who is this woman? Do you know her?
No, I have never seen her before.
She must have some random girl picked from the orphanage.
A commoner!
Why Baron Heming did adopt her?
