"We are delighted dear, to have you with us," said her Aunt Edith at lunch. The three of them were seated at a small dining table that could accommodate four people.
"I must say you picked a good time as well, for at the end of this month I shall be busy with royal affairs," commented her Uncle Frederick proudly.
"Why would you be involved in royal affairs Uncle?"
"Oh I forget we didn't tell you, your Uncle is the Queen's private messenger."
"You mean you help deliver messages, can it be a risk to your life?" Vivienne asked worriedly, looking up at her Uncle.
"No no dear, nothing of that sort, I just make sure she receives all her letters," said her Uncle simply.
"In fact there's still one that needs to be delivered to her," added her Uncle thoughtlessly.
"Oh," was all Vivienne said as her curiosity piqued her. She thought how she could get her hands on any of the letters addressed to the Queen, her uncle must keep them in his study room she thought.
