I knew that at least 2 questions would come from that section. I hurriedly took my math book and locked my door and ran out to seek Arushi’s help. I...t was already 10 in the night.Arushi opened the door in surprise and asked me the reason for my sweating. I told her that I was not very comfortable with the algebraic equations and I needed her help urgently. She asked me to come in and locked the door behind us as she knew her brother would not be coming in tonight.She was wearing a tight white. "You were reckless and obstinate," the High Lord exclaimed, turning toward his visitors, "neither trait befitting a princess, let a lone a queen." Father, I was never in any serious danger," the Princess replied humbly, yet holding his gaze defiantly. She was standing to the left of the table and near the center of the room."And you!" the High Lord whirled around and pointed at the male standing next to his daughter, whose head was lowered. "How could you have allowed her to accompany you?". "He smiled as he beat her to her bag. She closed the door behind her. They walked to his truck hand in hand. He let go of her hand and tossed her bag in the bed of the truck and then helped her in the cab of the truck. She sat the picnic basket in the seat as he walked around the truck and climbed behind the wheel of the truck and they drove off.They drove in silence for a while which was unlike him but she wasn't worried. He pulled into a clearing. It was more beautiful than any she had ever. People saw accountant in the occupational field and moved on. Just like real life, in other words.So he'd moved on to smaller message boards and forums and didn't tell anyone what he did for a living. And whadaya know, he started getting messages. It was a watershed moment for Foster. How could he have lived so long without exploring the reaches of the internet? He started to get to know people, and nobody cared what he did or didn't do for a living, they just knew that old Foster311 was a.