Four years later.

At LaGuardia Airport on the east side of Manhattan, a private plane was landing. A beautiful woman descended from it, accompanied by an older lady and three four-year-old children—a princess and two mini knights.

Lindsey moved with elegance towards the exit, where a luxurious car was waiting for them. Sussan disembarked from the inside before she could react; three little whirlwinds came running and jumped on her.

"Granny... Elita, we missed you," the children stammered as the