The Castle

Wednesday December 7

 

          I guess I fell asleep in the boat because when I woke up this morning I wasn't in Rosing, I was in WaterVille. I just got into my robe and slippers and am sitting on the floor in the parlor, why the floor? Well, let me just say all the chairs and cushins are taken. Prince Joseph sits nest to me, reading this which I told him was private. He's rather annoying, you wouldn't think a Prince could or would be.
          Joseph already took me on a tour of the whole castle. It's twice the size of ours back home. The rooms are decorated wonderfully and I'm beginning to feel comfortable here. It seems as if I belong with the royal's family.

Love,

          Princess Delia

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