Aniya wanted to blame this midnight walk around the castle on Arlo but her son was very gentle and he hardly disturbed her sleep or demanded anything out of the ordinary needs of a baby.
What had kept her up though was the beauty of this place. Everything looked so expensive and glamorous. The garden was a wonder, the fountain breathtaking and the hallways downstairs was filled with golden statues.
Golden.
They must be really expensive.
Royalty must be wonderful.
She patted her sleeping son gently on his back, a smile plastered on her face as she walked around.
Her sister must be living a great life.
The clicking of someone's approaching heels made her look behind her.
It was the icy lady with silver eyes that almost made her freeze in fear, but her desperation to make the best use of this possible once in a lifetime opportunity pushed her forward and made her approach the lady despite her thundering heart.
"My Lady, it is such a---"
