"Mother?"
Lisa was short of words as she stared at Nyx. Nyx was so filled with shame, she wished she could just melt away from her presence.
Dora arched her brows, "You know this lady?"
Nyx couldn't respond, what was her mother doing here?
Lisa blinked, after a while, she spoke up, "Nyx? What... How come you're here? You're supposed to be in the palace."
Dora eyes widened, "Palace?"
Nyx couldn't respond, she only avoided Lisa's gaze.
Liza's eyes landed on the baby.
"Whose child is this? Don't tell me it's yours!"
She gulped, tears threatening to fill her eyes. She slowly nodded.
Liza gasped loudly, "Why are you here? What brought you here?" She half yelled.
"Please madam, you are creating a scene, it is still very early," a vendor nearby told her.
Lisa calmed down and faced Nyx, "What happened to you?"
