As Arashi and Hiroshi went away for their discussion, I sat there before the fire soaking the warmth of it. It was getting a little chilly but I felt my insides warming with the thought of what Arashi actually did.
I had no clue I was married to a great man like him.
A few moments later, I felt a presence beside me and I looked up. I saw it was Hiroshi.
He said, "It is getting cold. Does Princess Bianka want warm clothes?"
I shook my head. "No, I am alright. The fire is enough."
He nodded and took a seat beside me at a distance. He said, "It must be overwhelming for you to learn all these but know that Arashi had never done anything to harm others. He learnt everything with a lot of struggle."
"Struggle?"
He nodded as he looked at his hands and said, "Arashi was a fragile boy. Well, he used to be one. And I was assigned by my father to watch over him."
A gap formed in my mouth. He was a fragile boy. He didn't look fragile at all.