Princess Sheila’s POV

The house felt boring as I walked out of my room. No dad or mum, just the sound of the TV talking about the recent happenings in the human world. Our identities were secret to them. They wouldn’t know if we attacked them or not.

“Where’s dad?” I asked as I turned around the living room searching for him. I knew I left him there some minutes ago before I went to my room.

His absence was normal, but he remained at home, waiting for me to come home. It was unlikely he would leave just at the moment I saw him. I walked to his room,...