It is no wonder Louise's sleep seemed like days. It's been almost a month! She's wondering if there's a doctor at the hotel, for she fears she might be sick. Louise's face expressed a saddened state as she was sure she missed a lot of activity going on in the hotel and around Cairo.

Wiping the sleep from her eyes, Louise opened the curtains to let the sun into her suite. "Ahh", she thought to herself, "what a magnificant view! I must hurry, unpack my belongings - surely my garments must be a wrinkled mess - and get ready for the day."

Louise drifted from her thoughts for a moment and found herself thinking of her father, Princess Imagoud Farouk Aha! "Did he try to contact me during this lengthy nap? Was he worried about me? Did anyone try to wake me during this time? Gee, I'm awfully hungry". Thoughts swept through her mind like a sand storm. Her thoughts trickled into her fears of being accepted in Egypt as a Princess and of her own personal celebrity status. She furrowed her brow, shook her head, and decided to face one day at a time. Afterall, she needed to protect her beauty if she was going to continue acting in films - a furrowed brow would only bring aging lines to her youthful face.

Louise quickly unpacked her belongings and ran a hot bath. She undressed and slid into the steaming hot tub to cleanse her body and her mind of her fears.

"Today is a new beginning!"