We were busy preparing for the coronation. I was in my dressing room after taking a bath, sitting in front of my vanity mirror.
I took a deep breath and continued to brush my hair. I stared at myself in the mirror, remembering what I did a few hours ago.
I was running through the palace halls looking for someone that could help me. Someone that I could trust and was willing to risk everything for the royal family.
I suddenly thought of that person. I ran with all my strength as fast as I could. We needed to make this done before the ceremony.
As I was running around, looking for that person, I suddenly bumped into someone and fell on the floor. My butt hurts from falling but I was more nervous from being discovered. I hugged the things I was holding, trying to hide them from the person who bumped me.
"Princess!" It was the voice of a man.
When I looked at who it was, it was actually the person I was looking for.
