A middle-aged woman, dressed in a velvety maroon gown walked up to her. Her long brown hair had streaks of gray hair showing signs of aging.
"Mother," Agatha called out, forcing out a smile with a bow.
"What did I teach you, Agatha? A man can't love a woman who stays at her parents' home. Do you wish to share His Majesty with someone else?" Heidi started nagging her daughter.
Agatha didn't try to argue with her mother knowing well that Heidi can't change. Some people can never change and her mother was one of them. Agatha wanted to say, "Yeah mother. I followed all your advice in my previous life just to have a horrible death in the end.
"Heidi!" Just then Gilbert stepped out of the castle door, interrupting her mother from speaking further.
