After a few awkward glances, we all went our different ways. I found a maid who was able to envelope and mail my letter and then I returned back to my room to get my thoughts in order.

But, I was interrupted by a knock on my door.

“Come in!” I beckoned.

In came Maia, in a cute little white spaghetti strap dress that flowed to her knees. She had a youthful glow to her.

She bowed. “Hi, Your Highness! I hope ...