Reina had gone to the village temple to gift out food and clothes to the poor, accompanied by livia, Xenia and some palace guards.
The temple was a gigantic tower, with hundreds of steps leading to the craved image of the gods.
At the sides of the stairs were homeless people, in torn clothes and a dirty face and nasty hairs. There were children and also old men and women.
Reina's eyes went to the pregnant lady who sat at a corner waiting for food from heaven's knows where. She had dried tears on her face and Reina could see how paled and hungry she was, so she walked to where she sat and immediately the lady attempted to get up to kneel.
"No, no, please, sit. " Reina held her shoulders as she sat back down.
"Salam Your Highness. " She bowed her head.
"Salam to you.. " Reina turned to livia and Xenia who were by her both sides and signaled them to get the basket of gifts.
