Arriving at Morville Castle, Jacquelyn felt so happy. Happier than when she had seen her family. It felt like she had returned to her home after a long journey. Removing her shoes at the entrance, she picked them up and walked into the house with a bright smile on her face.
"Home! Sweet home!" Jacquelyn inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of old wood and the slight dust that had gathered from being uncleaned for days. She couldn't contain her excitement and twirled around the room, giggling.
Ballister, who was the next to enter the castle, dragged the bag in with a soft groan. When he saw the princess smiling, he smiled too. He felt the same way about coming back home, just the three of them again.
"Balli, don't carry that all by yourself," Jacquelyn said, running toward the young boy. She bent down and picked up the heavy bag. Though struggling with it, she still tried to keep her balance.
