Akela I wake up in the morning of the ball and tell myself that I will not stress. A quick shower, t-shirt and faded jean shorts, I head out. “Greetings Miss Akela,” the maids greet and bow in unison. “Good morning. I am fine and don’t need anything.” They all laugh before Sarah, the head maid looks at my feet and exclaims, “You are barefoot!” One of the maids run off. I guess to find me shoes. “Yes, I want to walk barefoot in the garden and water flowers.” I know that they will be running around trying to make everything perfect. I am trying to avoid all of that. Sarah frantically shakes her head. “No, no, no. that won’t do. What if you hurt yourself or get a stretch out there. We can’t have that. Your parents, brothers and His majesty will not be happy.” I squeeze her into a hug and watch her confused expression. “I love you for caring. You and my family will still love me even if I have a scratch.” “Yes, but…” “No buts, Sarah. Just breathe. All th
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