The music of love

The princess was elated on seeing her mother. She held onto her not wishing to let go. Her nerves calmed down being in her arms, it was worth all the risks to get to he in her mother's arms like she was.

She vowed to never take the advantage of the chance she had to spend with her mother. One can have the world and more but there was only ever one mother. And without a mother, one was lost.

"To what do I owe all this love?" Queen Isabella asked.

Ariadne broke the hug and gazed at her mother. Taking in her smile and the joy in her eyes. Seeing her in that state gave her immense happiness. She was so delighted at the sight.

Everything was right once again. Her mother was the Queen and was alive. She had won, though she cheated, all was fair in love and war.

"I love you mother," she spoke out.