Change Of Plans
•1•
Everything was grey, the sky, the children dancing around Mundanely, mothers carrying terracotta pots on their heads.
But me. I was just sitting. Sitting, wondering if anything abnormal would happen. But just like every other day. Nothing happens.
"Morning Moana"
"Moring Father" I said with the dullest of tones.
"How are you, doing?"
"Fine"
"Well"
This is when he asks me what do I want for breakfast.
"What do you want for breakfast"
bingo, and now...
"The young princes of Vwayla is coming"
"What?"
"Yes, now get ready!
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•2•
I was dressed in the most regal of dresses with my hair in a braided crown, ready for the 'princes'.
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