� Uhh...� Stacy stumbled. � Speak up, don�t be nervous child.� Said the King. Stacy looked around nervously. � My name is Stacy. I�m a friend of Prince Christian.� She said. � Really? We�ve never heard about you from Christian.� Said the Queen. � That�s because I�m quite shy and I asked him not to tell you about me. I was worried that you would want to meet me and I wasn�t quite ready for that yet.� She explained to them. � Well, you don�t seem all that shy now, dear, but would you like to join us for dinner?� Asked the Queen. � Maybe you should ask Christian.� Said Stacy. �Don�t be silly. We are his parents, we don�t need his permission to invite his friend to dinner.� Said the King. � We�ll have a servant tell you when dinner is ready.� The Queen said before her and her husband left.
Stacy ran to Christian�s room. � Christian! Your parents know about me!� She cried as she opened his bedroom door. � What?!?!� He stood up and walked over to her. �What do you mean that they know about you?� He asked her. � I was going to the bathroom when I bumped into them. They asked me who I was and I said that I was a friend of yours. Then they invited me to dinner.� Stacy explained. Christian turned around and looked out the window. � You do know what this means, don�t you?� He asked. � No.� Was her reply. �It means that you can�t go home.� Christian said. Stacy gasped. |
