Chapter 30: The Son, Their Sun.

"Milady, what are you doing in there?" A woman from outside her room called out to her as she knocked on her door. She was sitting and staring outside across her window. Smiling as she remembered something. "Nothing, Fredeline. Do you need something?" She responded, still inside her room. "Oh, nothing too important, milady. Breakfast is ready, you might want to join us perhaps?" "I'll be there in a jiffy. Thank you, Fredeline." "It was all mine, milady. You are to be expected there, then." Afterwards, she heard the woman's footsteps go astray. She went back to staring outside. Somehow, it was morning and the sun has just risen. The fresh breeze from the dawn entered her area with the rays caressing her face. The village always wakes up early and it has been their rule to serve it as it is their own. Maurelle has her mind above the clouds again. She was stuck staring and distracted by her reverie when she muttered. "It has been 19 years already and it feels as if it