While Sylvia was silently drowning in her thoughts, her stomach loudly grumbled in hunger.
She realized that she hadn't eaten anything since early morning.
Sylvia quickly wiped her tears and changed out of her ripped dress.
She needed her strength.
She needed to take care of herself because this would not be the end of her life.
Sylvia stubbornly refused to accept such a pathetic fate.
As the woman absentmindedly walked over to the castle kitchens, she heard loud clattering noises inside and hurried over to see if Jane was back.
She was now more than curious about the Prince of this castle and she needed to gather all the information that she could.
Her life depended on it.
And there was no one better than Jane for this job.
She had worked in this castle for a long time, maybe even since Mikel was a young boy and the woman loved gossiping more than anything.
So Sylvia rushed into the kitchen quarters as fast as she could.
