The Royals

Prologue

-Nana, can you tell me a story?-She asked me, her eyes so sweet and innocent.

-A story?-I smile and she nods positively-Of course, honey. Do you wanna hear a history about grandma?

-Yes, please.

-When I was a little girl my mama said to me "What's your favorite flower, darling? I'll get you the seed" and I said "Dandelion, dandelion, that one is so pretty" so she said "Child, that one is not a flower, that one is just a weed."

-Is that true nana? Dandelions are just weeds?-She looked at me with a sad face, she loves Dandelions.

-In fact it is, according to science, but I actually don't think so, I love dandelions, they are magic.

-Magic? How?-Her eyes light up in hope.

-Yes, magic. You have to blow them and make a wish, then you wish will be true, I always believed that it isn't instantaneous, takes a while, but happens...-I sigh, remembering about my so acclaimed wish when I was just 16 or 17 years old.

-How do you know nana?-She asked curiously.

-Because that was how I met your grandfather-I feel a little giggle escaped-Wasn't exactly what I was waiting for, but ended up in the most perfect way, I don't regret anything...

-Can you tell me again how you met grandpa?

-Of course I can, my little angel, but tomorrow, now you must sleep, is too late.

-Okay, good night, nana-She yawns, turning right to the wall side of the bed.

-Good night, my little angel-I whisper and kiss her head. She is so naive, so pure...I hope she never grows up...