One hour and fifteen minutes later
A young girl was seen walking out of a room in the magnificent palace. A bottle of black ink, a shiny quill, and some used parchment followed her. The atmosphere around the palace seemed deserted because no one was having a conversation.
The conversation that had occurred when the violet-eyed girl was still ringing in her mind. That virgin could only endure all the strangeness she felt alone without daring to say it openly to anyone. Atvertha continued to walk in a silence that seemed to have merged with all the rooms in the luxurious residence.
Luckily, I was able to avoid mom's trick questions, then we continued the lesson that had been delayed during the question-and-answer session. She was so wicked. If the answer is wrong, then it will be
