Once we both heard the doors locked, I pulled my hands off hers.
Mother looked at me in confusion, “Louise, what has gotten into you?”
She asked, faking ignorance in anger.
I replied, “Your majesty, unless there is something I have acted in ignorance, I request you not interrupt my teachings. I have but seven years till I take the crown,” Mother gave me a look of hurt.
I had no sympathy for her.
After all, this was the clan, Father, and her desires; why disappoint my bloodline?
I took my steps to leave when she spoke again, “Louise Arkitisk, remain in your current position,” she ordered in her shared aura, the one she held through my father.
I did as I was told.
Father's aura affects me for being still young but not forever.
I heard Mother step slowly, “Both your father a
