Alexander starts to pull me toward his parents, but his grip slips when the crowd pushes around us. I look around me trying to find familiar faces but can’t. I slowly start to panic. What if my friends left me here because they didn’t like me or care for me at all? I went into a full blown panic attack. While I was trying to work through the panic attack, I didn’t realize that I had stopped walking and the ballroom had been emptied and doors had been locked. I looked around, and then froze as still as a statue.“You know, you are more trouble than your worth, Princess. Did you know that?” said a dreadingly familiar voice. I slowly turned around to see Sir Camelot right behind me. My full blown panic attack went even higher. And I went out of control. My body was in auto pilot, I was shaking so much my teeth were chattering, I was crying till I couldn’t see straight, and sounds of hysteria were ripping from my chest. As he crept closer and closer Sir Camelot raised his sword preparing

The chaos in the room suddenly ceased and Bella screamed. “Raven!! What happened to you?!” It was obvious that Bella was at the end of her string and about to go into a full blown panic attack. But before I could get a word out the princess said“There is no way she’s a fairy. I’ve never heard of a fairy being a late bloomer before. And also it is absolutely not possible that she could have royal blood in her.” Then, like a ton of bricks: when royal fairies get their wings at 8 years old, they go into cocoons the color of their wings. Having that knowledge on fairies, it all made sense. Raven's mother was human, so her late father should have been a fairy. And no ordinary fairy at that, a royal one. “That totally makes sense now,” I start, “Raven's mother, a human, died years ago and she never knew her father. Her mother said he died right after she was born.” The blood from the prince’s face slowly drained until he looked white as a ghost. “What was her name??” He asked hoarsely.