Erin was stroking her head, her silky soft blond straight hair. They smelled like strawberries. He was not able to see her cry the way she was crying. He was never able to see anyone cry. Whenever someone was crying he would have the urge to console them.
He looked at her and said, “Lady Penelope, don't worry I will get to the bottom of this. Everything will be alright.” Penelope met his eyes and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty.” “No problem, also you have to stop calling me ‘Your Majesty’ you can not call me that in front of everyone, especially King Makilson. If you do that, he will know that we are faking it.” Erin said smiling at her. Penelope just nodded.
“You also have to stop bowing to me every time we meet. You would have to start curtsying more. I would let Mrs Deliannea know t
