#Chapter181
/"You weren't meant to be pretty,/"
Adelaida sat inside a carriage. Annelece sat beside the coachman while Happiness slept on her lap. Feline sat on the other side, with her bag full of books kept on the seat. She was knitting something while Adelaida looked at the snow falling like magic flitters, covering Alkinshime as they left it behind. They were almost near the outskirts when she asked Annelece to stop the carriage.
She stepped down as Annelece held her hand and walked a few metres, Feline followed them while Happiness slept in the coach. /"Where are you going?/"
She didn't reply but continued walking. Finally, they reached a graveyard surrounded by lilies of the night. Adelaida walked to the grave, it had been months since she last visited her brother's grave. She plucked some flowers on her way and pressed them on the grave.
