Chapter Eight

"Mrs. Maynard, would you like to go out already?"

I scoffed, "I want to go out but don't call me Mrs. Maynard again. Just Alix will do."

One of them opened the door, and I slid in with Kelly. The driver entered, and then another guard closed the door after he entered. The car at the back even started.

"Will that Car be following us too?"

Yes, princess, Prince Reagan commanded us to."

"My name is Alix, and I don't like princesses or Mrs. Maynard. I am not either one of them."

Kelly started laughing silently. I looked at her, and she pretended to be coughing.

" Sorry, Princess, but we cannot call you by your name. The prince will have our heads for doing so," He explained.

I ignored him and gave him the direction of the fast food joint that I wanted to go to.

When we alighted at an African fast-food joint. I went in for jollof rice and a Hibiscus drink, also called Zobo. Kelly took their egg Buka stew and rice with Zobo too. We settled down to eat under the watchful eyes of the guards; t