Part 3

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Stephan drove me home. Stephan has been one of the drivers in my family for over 10 years, and mostly drives us children around.

"How was your first day of college, Miss Lucy?" he asked me.

"You know...I am not quite sure, to be honest with you." I responded.

"Well, I am sure it will get better." Stephan said, "I am certain of it in fact."

He looked at me with his kind blue eyes from the rearview mirror.

I smiled at him. "Thank you, sir."

It took about 20 more minutes for us to pull up to the castle.

The castle- the place I grew up in, and spent most of my time in. As the children of part of a Royal family, you would think that I would have traveled the world. But I haven't.

My father, King Kirk Finn, did not become crowned as King until three years ago, when I was 16. That was when my Grandfather, King Josiah Finn, passed away. Before that my father was a Duke, like my brothers. My mother was a Duchess, and now she is the Queen. And she sure is loving being the Queen.

I grew up in the Castle though- in one of the wings. I didn't venture to the rest of the castle often- the wing I grew up in was opulent and spacious enough. 7 bedrooms, 10 bathrooms- just for my family of five.

In my family there is my father and my mother- the King and Queen. I then have my brother, Ken- or to the public, Duke Ken. He is 21 years old, and is currently in the process of Courting, trying to find a wife. He will be the King one day.

I then have my younger brother, Duke Eric. Eric is 17 years old. I get along with him much better than Ken. Ken, in my opinion, needs to be humbled. Eric is much more down to earth, and like me, struggles with being a Royal. Eric has not had it easy. Two years ago, when he was 15, he got into a terrible accident and was left paralyzed from the waist down.

My family now lives in the main wing of the Castle- which has a full ballroom and two extra bedrooms and three extra bathrooms- including one for the public when events are going on.

I am still not used to it whenever I walk in. The crystal chandelier by the winding staircase is about three times the size of the one in my old wing.

The palace was made to be wheelchair accessible for Eric- and immediately when I walked in, he came down the ramp by the steps.

"Lucy! How was your first day?" he asked me, his green eyes full of excitement.

"It was okay." I said to him, "Neither good nor bad. Something I will just have to get used to."

He looked like he was about to speak when my mother came rushing into the foyer, in a very fancy wine-colored dress.

"Lucy, dear!" she walked up to me, the aroma of jasmine and bergamot coming off her.

I was expecting her to ask how my first day of school was. But I knew I shouldn't have expected such things.

"Hello, mother." I said.

She immediately started adjusting the collar of my shirt. "Your collar is bent. Has it been bent all day? That doesn't look good, dear."

"I am sure no one noticed." I said, my face getting flushed.

"We both know that is a complete lie." my mother said, her lips pursed, "Make sure to tell Elladine to iron all of your shirts."

"I will." I said, trying to not roll my eyes.

I could see Eric roll his eyes as mother wasn't looking.

"Are you going somewhere?" I asked my mother, "You look very nice."

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