"Well Ms. Emilie Petersen, me have some very important matters to discuss. I'm Mr. Andersen." "Umm nice to meet you sir." *gulp* "So, recently the prince of Denmark has disappeared and last week the king died." said Mr. Andersen. "Oh my! That's horrible! I'm so sorry!" said Emilie.
Well, now we need a ruler and the prince is gone, so we took the names of all children aged 15-18 and we put them in a bin." "Oh. What happened to the names?" "We mixed them up and chose a name. The name we picked is the new ruler."
"So did you call to tell me the name of the new ruler?" "Oh, sort of." "Huh?" "I called to tell you that your name was chosen to be queen Emilie! Will you accept?"
"Will my family be able to live in the castle too?" "Yes." "Will we be able spend money on new clothes?" "Of course!" "Also, my mom is sick. Can she get medicine?" "Definitely." "Then I accept."
"Alright Ms. Emilie, I will be seeing you in 3 days for your royal coronation. Please arrive at 10. I will send transportation." Emilie got off the phone and ran to hug her sister and her mother. She couldn't believe that things were finally starting to look up.
3 days later Emilie got up with butterflies in her stomach. She put on her best sweater and helped her sister and mom get ready. She gathered her meager belongings and said goodbye to her apartment. Soon she heard a knock.