"Cedar Emerald Rose Potter-Prince," her Papa’s voice broke through her daydream and she looked back towards the house and saw him striding towards her, his black robes billowing behind him as he walked down the hill towards her tree. Daddy always laughed when he saw Papa like that, he whispered to her once that when he was at school he had been terrified of Papa and his robes. Cedar thought that was a hilarious joke, who could ever be scared of her papa? 