"How was your journey? I hope the road favoured you. What would you like to eat? Drink? Should I prepare you a fresh bath? Oh, dear sister, tell me of your distress and what you need for ease. Tell me everything!"
Aniya was too happy to see her, at least that was what it had looked like --sounded like.
She wouldn't take her veil off no matter what, and that confirmed Belladonna's suspicion that the fire had left her little sister scarred.
Aniya's beauty was something she had always treasured, losing it must be painful.
Belladonna couldn't bring herself to imagine the pain and strain it must have caused her both physically and mentally.
There was no way Aniya would be so welcoming towards her with everything that had happened to her, this had to be a front!
