As we kept walking towards a middle ground, we became more distant from where the Fenrisúlfr clan's estate was, which bothered me.
It felt like boiling water had started to grow from within my chest, but why? Have I stirred to anger from being pulled away from my plans for becoming the Queen to whom I am entitled by birthright? Have I become obsessed with my duty that I have not seen where I’m being led?
Mother had stopped next to a pear tree.
How strange that this tree is planted in the middle of our clan's estates.
Mother sat on the dirty ground of the tree roots.
She patted her side for me to follow.
I was still in my wedding dress.
Yet if Mother saw this appropriate, I had no say.
Taking my seat, Mother turned to me, “Here, Louise, come closer,” I moved my face towards
