It belonged to a person who was not unfamiliar to them. Seren could not believe her eyes when she saw the middle-aged woman walking towards her.
Under the flickering light coming from the fire torches, Seren could clearly see the smiling face of her nanny, Martha, the woman who was so sick a few days back she could barely stay standing upright.
"Martha!"
The young queen seemingly forgot everything else as she hurried towards the woman like a little girl running towards her mother.
"Martha, what are you doing here?" Seren reached out to her and held her hand, squeezing it tightly as if to check whether this is real or not. "Have you recovered well? Is it right for you to be here? Shouldn't you be resting?"
"I am fine now, Your Majesty," the middle-aged woman replied.
Seren studied her face and body and realized Martha's complexion did improve. "You do look fine, but are you sure you shouldn't be resting?"
