Music Recommendation: Sea Change by Stephan Moccio (note- play it on loop)
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Madeline sat with her arms crossed, staring outside the little window that was next to her. She was angry and upset, but at the same time, she was worried about what her mother would have written in the little paper that could not be told in front of the King. Something that was prepared beforehand and she wished she knew. One part of her was somewhat relieved at the fact that even Calhoun had not had the opportunity to look into the content of it.
The ride back to the castle was quiet as Calhoun didn't poke her further and Madeline sat with her head facing towards the window so that she didn't have to see him, but it was hard not to. Not when they were in the small space of the carriage, riding together and she saw the reflection of his face from her side of the window.
