A long, deep breath fled Lucius's nose. "I don't really know. I can't make any excuses. I was just angry and unable to put some things behind me. I messed up, and I have to make up for them."
"Mhm, you have to." Savanna nodded in agreement.
"But I don't know if I can still do that now. They hate me. And I—"
"Your majesty." Savanna cut him off.
"Hmm…?" Lucius glanced at her.
"Leia is not in a good condition now, right?" She asked.
Lucius nodded his head at her. "No, she is not."
"How about you go and pay her a visit? Prince Valerio came to talk to you about that, right? Maybe it would be great if you could go and see her," Savanna suggested.
Lucius took a moment to think, then slightly nodded his head in consensus.
"You're right. But... the problem is that I can't see her."
"Why not?" In confusion, Savanna asked.
