PRISHA walked carelessly along the hallway, her eyes fixed on the phone in her hands, a baby pink coloured headphone on her head as well as she sang along and nodded in accordance to the music.

It has just been a few days since she left the hospital, going to school had become the least in her priority, what recently happened had sent chills down her spine and going outside the palace was a no no for her.

She had resolved to remain indoors for the meantime.

"Good morning Your Grace", a maid greeted and walked passed.

She looked up and nodded, "morning", she replied, still dancing and singing to...