"Why did they want to claim the throne if it was legitimate to him as first-born son?" Roselyn asked.
The lady gasped, ignoring the noises from outside, unlike Roselyn, who stood up and with a concerned look on her face and started to walk around the room nervously.
"Should I go help him?" She asked when she heard a loud noise that was followed by a cry of pain unable to recognize from whom was that coming from.
A figure of a woman wearing an apron waved at the sight of the carriage, reassuring Roselyn that he was there because he knew the people and not to escape from intrusive staring or critical observations from the villagers.
"Jonathan!!" She hastily reached the carriage with a quick walk and spread her arms, hugging the King. Roselyn unconsciously shaped her face, surprised, wondering why everyone who seemed close to him called him that way.
The more she got to know him, the more she realized he was mysterious and had many secrets.
