Roman

As the chief of the ministry spoke on and on about increasing security, I watched the clock. This wasn’t to say that security didn’t need increasing. My mind was elsewhere. The ticks continued slower and slower as I awaited news that the princesses were nearby. Pushing back from my desk, my chair rolled as I stood.

“I’m not satisfied. Call me paranoid,” I said, facing Mrs. Drake. “What have we learned about the ...