Princess Amaya was sitting on the couch inside the king's study. She was facing King Duncan sitting casually across her. While he seemed relaxed, his expression was serious.
"Amaya, I know that you are kind and generous by heart. But I want to warn you that you must be discerning when you want to help a person or an organization." King Duncan was a king for many years. His experience molded him into a wise king and a good judge of character.
The princess looked at her grandfather trying to fathom the meaning behind his words.
"Grandpa, what do you mean?" She asked with slightly raised eyebrows.
"I heard that you want to donate an orphanage to Ra-Iya. Is it because Zanzara is your cousin?" King Duncan asked in a neutral tone.
"It is not because of her, Grandpa. When I went there, I saw a lot of children begging in the street. They looked pitiful. I wanted to give them money but someone told me that it is better to course it through an organization."
