I glance around the corner and look into the castle’s press room.  The reporters are scanning through their notes, while the camera crews and photographers setup their equipment behind all the chairs. My stomach churns.   This is it. My mother’s harsh words in protest over this come flooding back to me.   Somewhere out there are some of Irene’s group of goons. My eyes dart to the various corners of the room where additional security staff are at, while I unconsciously run my hand over my stomach.  My fingers linger along the edge of the bullet-proof vest.  However, I don’t find comfort in it. Before today, I wouldn’t think anything about whether there are bullets aiming for me.  I would find relief in them being aimed at me instead of my family.  However, I’m the queen now.  If something happens to me, my uncle will have to step forward an

As I bite the inside of my mouth, I take a deep breath.  I need to stay focused.  My eyes jump from one video to the next, hoping to spot my boyfriend and my uncle.  However, I can’t find them anywhere.  I bite down harder as my heart races.  Please make sure Shane and my uncle are alright.  Even though my mind is in a whirlwind and my heart is racing, I force myself to stay on task and finish what we have started.  I keep my eyes on the various videos while I bark orders into the microphone. Each passing moment seems to stretch on forever.  Periodically, I glance back at the video for my father’s hospital room, making sure my parents are still alright. My heart wrenches as my eyes stop on the various videos of people running and screaming.  Even though I have the sound turned off on them, their screams still echo in my head.  Several injured people are being helped away