Twenty Years Later…

*Trisha*

I groan as my phone alarm goes off and give it a slap, missing it the first time before my brain finally clears from sleep, and I hit it again before it gets louder. I don’t want to wake the whole castle, after all, or anyone in it, really.

I know the guards are always down the hallway, but luckily, it’s pretty easy to get around them. Mom and the Dads couldn’t keep the hidden tunnels in this place a secret forever, and now that I know about them, they’re my best tool when I need to sneak off for an adventure.

And today I really...