*Tiara*
As I made my way down the grand halls of the royal palace, my mind was a whirlwind of questions. The weight of my curiosity tugged at my every step. Finally, I reached the imposing door to Mother's chamber and rapped gently, the sound echoing in the vast corridor. The door creaked open, revealing George. He glanced at me intently, a soft smile playing on his lips before he cast a fleeting glance over his shoulder. Mother was there, standing in the center, and the stress on her face expressed that they were in the middle of an intense conversation before my arrival.
George, with a knowing look, broke the silence.
"I think I should leave mother and daughter alone," he whispered, sensing the tension between Mother and me.
My mother nodded in agreement, and he affectionately patt
