A woman in her late thirties sitting on the throne with a cold smile on her face yet she looked approachable. Her red hair was neatly tied in a tight bun and her deep brown eyes were colored red, matching her red gown and her red thin lips. Her sharp and pointed nose only accentuated her noble origin. Her lean figure and long legs folded neatly. Her hands were full of the small gifts villagers had arranged for her.
"Thank you for the cupcakes. I am touched that the kids personally prepared it for me." she thanked missus Blake as she passed the small basket to her lady in waiting. And another maid brought forward a golden box. "This is for the kids, i hope the like it too." the warden of the orphanage shook her head, embarrassed. They have already taken so much help from the baroness. How could she take more at such a grand event when the found anniversary of their land was celebrated.
"Your ladyship. How can i.."
