Lathifa could only cry after no one was there with her. She cried because the large and magnificent room was the room of his father and mother before this kingdom was seized by Pramudya.
All the good memories of that luxurious room just popped into her head. The smile of the father, or the warm embrace of the mother. Memories of her childhood running to and fro in the room, playing with the palace maids.
The princess was sinking deeper and deeper into her sorrow, all she could do was cry and cry. Even though it was true, she was hungry right now, she still wouldn't touch the food.
"Father, mother… what should I do?" she mumbled between her tears.
Then he gasped, lifted his face, and looked here and there. Something flashed through her head.
She got up, looking for something she could use to cover her naked body.
