Recap:
"Where is my son? I remember him being young, probably nine when everything happened. There was a fire in the castle, screams and smoke, I was trying to get him to a safe place whilst my husband fought with the soldiers to defend us. We were at war with one of the realms, which I cant remember but I know that we were infiltrated and I was killed. Where is my son?" she asked as she took a step forward again.
"He lived to have a son, who was my father and now I have a son, your grandson," I said and she smiled. "Did he live long and well?" she asked softly and I looked away. "No, there was another war that took place sometime later, my mother was also killed in an intrusion. So, I had to rule by myself…" I said honestly and she looked as though I had just broken her heart in pieces.
