Ava's POV

 

“Princess Ava,” one of my maids came to my room and said. “Princess Ava, your father wants to see you in the garden. He said you should come immediately. As fast as you can.”

 

Packing up the herbs I was working on, I stood up and left for the garden.

 

“I wonder what he wants. Maybe he is come up with a way to test William,” I thought and took a deep breath. “I am up for it. Anything he wants to use to text William, I will make sure we pass it.”

 

With a determined look, I walked to the garden. But then, it slowly eased away...