CLARA

A few weeks later.

The drive back home was extremely exhausting, I've lost count of how many times, I asked the driver if we were at home yet.

I knew the way back home, I just missed it and I was excited.

Yesterday, the workers from our palace returned in order to have the palace prepared for our return.

"Are we there yet?!" I groaned as I stomped my foot on the ground.

"Almost, my lady," the driver replied.

"Ah fuck this."

A few minutes later, the driver pulled up in the driveway and I quickly cheered loudly running out of the car.

I stepped into the grand Hall...