Alya POV
After six months…
It had been a while and, so far, everything had been peaceful in the kingdom. All was going smoothly like what it used to be and I hope it would continue for a long while.
I was in the bath and could not help but to go back to what had transpired during the last six months.
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Though it was peaceful in the kingdom, our family had suffered another blow. A month after Grandpa Jericho passed away, Gramma Fia had followed him. She never really ate a substantial meal. She had lost a great deal of weight. I kept on visiting her every day and I knew she had lost the will to live.
We had all tried to bring her to the hospital for a check-up, but she just wouldn’t cooperate. Before, she wouldn’t decline any request from me. However, since the death of Grandpa
