Calla's POV “Mummy!” Adele comes barreling towards me. For a two year old, she’s quite sprity. These days, all she does is run around.She’s an endless bundle of energy and my only source of joy. I kneel and she shoots into my arms. We both crash to the garden grass and burst into laughter.Adele snorts. There’s a piece of leaf stuck to her cheek. I laugh louder and flick it away.“Shouldn’t you be getting on with your lessons, princess?” My question is directed at her but I’m staring at Tilly, her governess. “Her highness wanted a break,” Tilly shoots me an apologetic look. I smile at her. I know it's not her fault they are outside right now. Adele can be a handful sometimes. Just like her father.“Come play with me, mummy,” Adele insists. As always, I can’t say no to her request. “Alright,” I concede. “We’ll play a little bit then, you have to be a good girl and go resume your lessons with Tilly. Okay?”“Okay.” She nods. “Good,” I caress her cheeks gently. “Now, what kind of
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