Irene was keeping an eye on Heaven. So many things were going on, starting with the stranger who marked her and her grandfather who had plans to make her his successor. Danger surrounded her and Irene would do everything in her power to protect her granddaughter, hopefully without suffocating her. Therefore, she kept an eye on her from a distance.
After making sure that Heaven was asleep, Irene went to take a break and relax in her room when she suddenly got a visit from someone she expected to show up sooner or later.
Lothaire.
"Why are you here?" She asked, turning to him.
"I missed you." He said, walking closer.
"You wouldn't have left me then."
"I didn't leave you. I never wanted to. I wanted you to follow me, to be by my side, to be my Queen, but you refused." If she didn't know better now, she would have believed that he was sad.
"Of course. Did you expect me to leave my son to come with you?"
