It wasn’t the first time that she was having that conversation with Anne or Valerie. And every time she seemed to make up her mind to do what they said because she was aware that they wanted what was best for her. But then, when she was left alone or when she was reminded of Kevoy in any way. She lost her resolve. It always melted like butter on a stove.
“I’ve heard you.” The Princess smiled as sincerely as she could at her friend.
“Good. That’s very good.”
Anne tugged her into a hug. Sharing in the princess’s moment of vulnerability.
“Now. Finish taking your bath and get ready. I have already informed Prince Arwen that you’d like to have breakfast with him.”
With that, Anne pat her friend’s hands, leaving her to take care of her duties.
There was no need to deny that it hurt. Just
