Charlotte tilted her head over her shoulder and looked at Édouard. They were on a horse, which was moving at its normal pace. "Are you serious about not returning to the palace?" She asked him.
"You have asked this question for the twentieth time," Édouard said and shifted his gaze at her. "Why don't you admire the scenery instead of asking the same question again and again?" He suggested it to her.
Charlotte looked ahead and then said, "It is tough for me to focus. I am worried about your mother. She was happy to find that her son would be in front of her eyes most of the time. I will also miss the Royal Mother. After such a long time, I got to feel how beautiful a mother's love is."
"I will bring Mother here. She is not respected in the palace. Then, you don't have to miss her," Édouard said.
