In the evening Skye was in the kitchen making dinner, Prince was outside picking some apples from the tree. The phone on the counter vibrated, it was Prince's phone. Skye picked up the call.
"Prince's phone"
"Oh hey Skye. I was just checking on Prince, how is he holding up?"
Skye smiled, it was Star.
"He's fine actually, he's outside picking apples"
He heard the queen laugh on the other line.
"I see you already put him to work, good job. He needs the distractions, i gave the therapist the new address so she'll be there early in the morning"
"No worries"
"Okay dear, we'll talk again later"
"Alright"
He hanged up the phone and sighed. Phone calls with the royals were always awkward for him.
"Was it my mom?" Prince asks as he walked in.
"Yeah, she'll call you again later. She also gave the therapist our new address so she'll be here tomorrow"
"Okay" he says and shows him the apple filled basket. Skye grabbed one and took a big bite.
"Mmh Juicy"