To say that my sister was hungry and thirsty would be an understatement. She was starving and I was more than happy to feed her from my hands.
I had taken her to the private dining rooms since Tristan had not allowed me to take her to my room directly. I would have preferred to have her with me only but he decided that she still needed to be in the presence of people.
The only person I could think of that could accompany me with Catherine was the only familiar face. She could find here which was of Marilyn.
"Would you like some more juice, princess?" Merelyn asked softly. "It is freshly squeezed."
Catherine looked into her directions before glancing at the juice in her hands and nodded.
My heart clenched at the conditions that my sister must have been in.
"Was the journey she good? Did they give you whatever you wanted?"
She nodded at my question and answered, "T-they were kind. They fed me lots."
