Even Francis! Francis considered Camilla to be worthless. He also found it hard to accept that she had helped the prince get better. Camilla's train of thought was abruptly halted.
"And your poor love," the smoky figure chuckled as it spoke. As Camilla gazed at it, she lifted her eyes. "How could you know?" she questioned.
It laughed upon hearing Camilla, then continued, "You are my host; therefore, I should know all about you, sweetie. But I can assure you that if you had authority, that boy would take a knee to you."
Suddenly, it whispered, "He will come to you. You don't have to go looking for him." Camilla furrowed her brows in contemplation. She wondered why she was so useless. She attempted to hide her tears. It was not the right moment to cry. She has owned nothing since she was a little child. Others simply looked at her with sympathy. Everyone thought of her as a helpless and foolish girl.
