All of us rushed to the King’s chambers where we found my aunt with her head laying down on the bed, crying. King Luke was already sitting up and trying to console her wife when we all barged in.

King Luke raised his head at us and laughed. “I hope everyone is this lively when I have my funeral.” My aunt immediately slapped him at his joke.

Stella began to run and hug him while Nate, Ace, and I went inside before closing the door behind us.

“Hi there, dear uncle. ...