Mia's POV
"she's done it again." I tapped my foot on the ground and folded my hands as my daughter came to me, not running, but walking. "Clara!" I yelled. "what have you done with Grandmere's roses?!" I stared at the stems of what used to be a bush of roses. "I made you a bouquet mommy." she said so innocently. I looked into her brown eyes. "We will talk about this later, right now, I need you to follow Catherine, she will take you to meet Grandmere at the tailor shop to pick up your ball gown for this weekend gala. i have to plan it with your aunt Lily and then have a meeting with the House of Lords about passing a law for child rights. Then you and I have tea with Dr. Moscovitch. We are discussing your future duties as a queen with the health of the people in your mind, and opening a full hospital here in Genovia." I sighed after looking at my watch for the time. "Shoo now!" I motioned with my hands to get her going. I love her dearly, but that child!