Elizabeth was walking with Rof, she halted when uncle Miguel approached her.
"It was a good night, uncle!"
"Yes, Tobias and John brought so much joy to it."
Elizabeth sighed, "I hope Luna is having good days."
"She does, I am sure. But tell me about you."
"I've told you, uncle, my father admitted to his sin."
Miguel stopped her, his palms rested on her shoulder.
"My darling, you should not blame yourself!"
"I can't, I don't know what is expecting me."
Miguel nodded, "just give the Queen a chance to know you, I doubt that she would decide with no clue of knowing you."
"She thinks that I'm like my mother."
Miguel shook his head, "it doesn't matter what they think about you, you are similar to no one."
She rolled her head down, peeking at Rof who was sitting on her right shoulder.
"Are you about to change your mind?"
"No, but I gave myself a month to convince her to let me be a free person."
