It turns out even the most vicious people have hearts. Abrielle was not too surprised knowing Karissa was very affectionate to her only child.
"That seems like fun," the princess answered, she was almost done with the lantern. A sudden sense of guilt washed over her, causing her to smile weakly. Was there truly a justification for her actions?
"It was but those are distant memories now. Didn't you ever do anything fun with your mother as a child?" Alfonso asked, Abrielle's hand froze memories of two different lives mixing up in her head.
"Gardening, mother had a garden she privately tendered to. It was one of my highlights growing up. Most spring evenings we chatted about round noble ladies I barely knew while working in the garden. She loved the feeling of the soil." Abrielle gave an answer from the original memories. Her voice was soft when she spoke. It was an emotional memory of Abrielle.
