The next morning, Ayyra woke up and couldn't find her mother beside her. They had slept together the previous night as Helga was not in a good shape, Ayyra had decided to accompany her for the night. She didn't think much of it and went to wash up. Helga was a busy woman anyway, she might be attending to court issues at the moment. After she finished, she dried her hair and then her eyes caught something lying on the table. It was a piece paper.
Immediately, she felt a bad premonition. Her brows furrowed as she walked forward and took the paper then read the content silently.
'I have to find your father. Please take care of my empire for now. Love ~
It was short and straight to the point which was just like her. Ayyra squeezed the paper in her hands, gritting her teeth, she threw it
