Back To Life?!
Author: Sher Reev
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Cynthy appeared back in Princess Daella's room with the butter tea the princess had requested for earlier.

As she laid the flat tray on a table, Daella was seated in front of her mirror, staring at the beauty that belonged to her reflection.

"What did you hear them say?" She spoke as she watched Cynthy through the mirror.

"The lords were talking about you."

"I know. What did they say?"

Cynthy turned around and proceeded to the princess's side. "They say you are in cahoots with the wizard. They even think that you may be his blood and flesh, they doubt your mother's loyalty to the king."

"Such is the way of those lords. I am not suprised." Daella replied, seemingly unconcerned with the rumours.

"Is it true?" Cynthy mumbled to Daella's ears.

The princess was shocked at her question. "My mother would never lay with a wizard. He is well below her taste."

"No. Not that.". Cynthy replied, "Are you in cahoots with the wizard?"

Daella turned her head upwards to look her maid in the eyes. "Ye
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