"Your grace!" Ana looked at the door with dizzy eyes.
Sarfina smiled sweetly as she waltzed into the room. Her eyes scanned the bare room that used to be full of maids once. The first princess! She was a naive young girl who believed in fairytales.
She was sure that she would be married to a loving prince who would bring her happiness ever after. The naive girl was found dead within five years of her marriage. But she had become gaunt and crazy before she even died.
And this was going to follow with Ana. The garrison was cursed! The woman should have never set her eyes on something she could not handle. Now look at her, she was covered in all wounds and going to meet her end.
"Your grace, I heard that your wounds were opened and your dress was ruined in the morning because you drank a bit of alcohol" Sarfina looked at Ana with pity as she stood in front of Ana.
