At the kingdom of Tario. Hours and soon days passed faster despite Princess Zaria's prayers. The princess stood in front of the massive window, staring into space. She had not slept in two days, the pounding headache and heavy eyes the evidence of that. The rising of the sun brought with it her deepest fear. It was a sign that her doom was near. She always credited herself of being brave and levelheaded, but nothing at all made sense to her now. With a heavy heart and unmeasurable terror she was questioning everything she knew and everything she was.
Was Oscar dead? Was everything they shared a lie? Was the baby she was carrying a product of her naïve stupidity? Would her baby suffer for her sins?
