Regina had her questions.
She was confused about the things happening so vaguely without any pattern but she decided to go along with the flow.
"Thank you so much your majesty." He said with a wide and bright smile. Duncan had seen something like that smile for first time. He felt fresh air wrap around him. He knew he wasn't capable of loving anyone, but he can definitely admire someone.
Poetry doesn't always need life, a broken soul is enough to breath life in the words.
"This is just temporary after all. I must perform my best here." Regina thought to herself.
"This is just temporary. I will soon be leaving anyway." Duncan thought to himself.
They both were having something they were hiding, something they were responsible for. But for now they just decided to play a simple role of a husband and a wife.
That morning passed away in a blink of an eye. Regina left the palace as soon as the early morning tea session with Duncan was done.
