"Mauve, are you okay?" Mill asked when Mauve didn't raise her head from the desk even though Mauve was aware they had entered the library.
Mauve felt Mill's palm on her shoulder but she still didn't move. Mill shook her a little and she let out a sad sigh.
"Mill, help." She cried as she raised her head. She grabbed Mill's arm and put her head on the front of Mill's dress.
"Did something happen?" She asked as she patted Mauve's head.
"Yes, something terrible. Jael put me in charge of designing the outside of the castle."
"Oh, yeah. I was informed," Mill said casually.
Mauve pulled her head from Mill's dress. "You don't sound stressed."
"Because I am sure you'll come up with great ideas."
"That's a terrible idea."
"Mauve, you don't have to worry, I will help you every step of the way. We will," she said, glancing at Louis.
