A Delightful Conversation

Roaming around the castle, I realized one thing. People love me.

And not because I am an Agnola since it hasn't been revealed yet. They like me as me, as Sabrina and it felt good. After a year of watching myself being hated, executed, tortured, and abandoned. This felt nice.

"Lady Sabrina, the recipe you taught me was delicious. My children love it," said the maid who had been working at the palace since I was young. I smiled and thanked her.

"Both of you have grown into such beautiful and elegant ladies. It makes me emotional, "The old gardener said. Anne and I looked at each other and laughed.

This is how our afternoon went. People coming to greet me since I have been gone for a year and it was also a source of an update for me as to what happened in the past year.

The Crown Prince was sick. That was what I gathered up till now and suspiciously enough, Anne knows what it is but is avoiding to tell me.