Eleanor clearly didn’t like this place, but I couldn’t tell if that was because she had never left the palace before or because she sensed my discomfort. She was so much fussier here than she had ever been at home, no one could get her to stop crying. She slept, cried and went to sleep again. I was definitely getting a lot more understanding why some lunas prefer to hand their children off to the governesses as soon as they are born.
“Ella,” I sighed. “Where are all these tears coming from, little one? Where are you even storing them?”
I thought I had managed to rock her back to sleep, but right before her eyes fully shut she decided that she wasn’t done yet. Another cry pierced through the room and new tears dripped down her cheeks. I sat down on the rocking chair and watched as even L
