"It is part of his repentance." the words had echoed in her mind again and again and she had searched for thousands of reasons in her mind. Thousands of incidents in her past, when she was a child. But found nothing. Her father was a kind man. He did not believe in violence and hatred.
And though she could not see his face at that moment, she felt guilty there. Guilt that was gnawing his heart. He soon vanished after the dance with the name of some business with the vassal families and she stood alone contemplating.
After the accident with Diana, everyone stared at her with distance but no one dared to approach her for which she was thankful. She was not in the condition to handle another drama now that her mind was swirling. She took another sip of wine, it was the only perfect thing in the night when she noticed a note was stuck on her glass.
