Milena stayed there for a few seconds, hesitating. She had not expected that at all. Her greatest rival, crying by herself in the middle of the garden. Well, not exactly in the middle, but more precisely it some isolated spot... From what she could remember of this garden's situation, Philomenie was in a little area with a simple stone bench. What was the young Duchess de Winter doing there by herself?
Blanche curled up around Milena's neck, rubbing her white fur against her cheek. Milena suddenly remembered. Philomenie was supposed to meet with Prince Ellias that morning. However, the human prince was nowhere to be seen. Had their meeting ended already? Or was it later? Milena wished she had woken up even earlier, to be sure... She looked around, but no one was here. Not only Ellias was
