[ her smile is sad, as she looks down at her feet ]

He must have been grieving the lost of ..his real daughter. The one by blood. It hurt not being the Princess..but what hurt so much more, was not being his daughter.

His men did not pursue me. It took time...and I hesitated --but I couldn't let more lives be lost, especially not when I still had influence. So we returned to Baticul.

No guards moved to take me, each silently watched in what they assumed was me walking to my death.