Bombing Attack

​ Prince William's gaze pierced me like a sharp sword, and I knew that I could no longer conceal it from him. I cannot imagine how Prince William must have felt when he learned that I was only a lowly slave, and how angry he must have been. Would he put me in jail? Perhaps he will send me back to the galaxy pack to continue my suffering. Prince William did not speak; he was waiting for my answer. My lips compressed, and at last I mustered courage. I was on the point of confessing to him, when a tremendous explosion was heard overhead. The shock wave, like the hand of an invisible giant, crashed violently through the trees. The ground shook violently, and the wind carried with it a strong odour of gunpowder smoke and the peculiar pungency of silver dynamite, which spread wildly through the trees. In an instant the surroundings were plunged in darkness, save for the sound of breaking glass in the direction of the distant palace. The next second, the emergency sirens of the palace pierced