Chapter 75

Diana Rodrigues

I don't know when I started living this madness, everything in my life is moving so fast that I'm afraid of what the future might be holding for me. Right now, I'm heading to the party of a king, a simple girl from the outskirts who used to work as a hotel maid, now wearing a dress worth the price of a car and a precious necklace around my neck.

Madrid at night has its charm, at this time of the year, the sun sets later and the orange hues in the sky give a charm to the city surrounded by historic buildings. On the streets, the lights mingle with the last rays of the day's sun, it's like living inside a painting. But I can say with all the conviction in the world that I'm in a fairy tale and the evil witch really exists, and she's not an old and ugly one with a wart on her nose, like in the stories.

"We're arriving," Aslan tells me.

"Wow, this is grand," the palace comes into view.

"My castle is bigger."

"Seriously? You're going to keep saying yours is bigger?"

"I'm st