Interviews

“Shoulders back. Chin high.” Julianna directed Kaelie from her own chair, not even bothering to look up from her phone. Sensing her mood, then reaching over to grasp her own coffee cup, she took a slow drink. The queen mother took her coffee without cream or sugar, years of court life wearing on her.

“What is all this?” Kaelie asked about the stack of papers she had been given. A sip from her own