“Sing out loud, sing out proud, every voice deserves a crowd, la, la, la, la.” Danielle sang as she walked down the stairs. Her brothers and her mother were upstairs but she said she wanted a drink. Her mother told her to let a maid get it for her but she refused saying she will go by herself and Lydia had no choice than to let her go herself.

She waved at the guards with a smile and they bowed, she paused had frowned at them, they all understood what she wanted and they all waved back with a smile. She clapped her hands happily and walked into the kitchen....