The king and the queen went to the throne room. In there, were the royal advisor, Arthur with his wife, Sifa, and their three-year-old daughter, Evanora. She was a beautiful very slender girl with sparkling green eyes and dark brown hair. She ran to the queen, who was carrying her daughter in her arms.
"Oh, your Majesty, she is so beautiful!" she exclaimed. "Can I hold her in my arms, please? "
The queen smiled at Evanora's excitement. She liked a lot this clever girl.
"Okay, but be careful" she smiled.
Evanora took the baby in her arms. Glinda grapped her emerald green sleeve and played with it for a few minutes. Evanora was looking at her lovingly.
"She is so cute" she said. "I will take care of her as if she was my sister. "
"We have complete faith on you, my dear" the king said, amused.
Evanora looked down, her cheeks reds of pleasure. She admired a lot the king and she was embarrassed when he was making her a compliment.
"I'll do my best your Majesty, I promise" she said with respect. "What is her name?"
"We named her Glinda" the queen replied.
"This suits her well! I am going to my room to find some toys to give her"
Evanora left the room, giggling.
"You have here a very graceful daughter, my dears " the king said to Evanora's parents. "And very smart, if I'm not mistaken. She is very mature for her age"
"Yes, she is " said Evanora's father with pride. "We couldn't have a better daughter. I wish you the same happiness"
"I'm back!" Evanora claimed.
In her arms were a lot of dolls and teddy bears for Glinda.
"Can we play in my room?" she asked.
"Of course, but I will just send a maid there watching you in case you need help or Glinda gets hurt" the queen said.
"Thank you! Come on, my little princess"
Their parents watched smilingly the two children go away.