Chapter 26
Amelia never thought about the possibility of one day losing her grandmother. It was true death waited for no one and these days many people were dying young but she hoped her grandmother would stay with her longer. Losing her mother was already hard enough.
"Your grandfather used to say I am a witch who could not die. If only that were true I would have put a curse on him long ago."
Margaret stared at Amelia after she had no reactions to her words and was most likely thinking about death. "Do you want to go out and have some fun today? I heard there is a festival in a town near my home. It would do you some good to have some fun before the coming days become hectic."
Amelia didn’t feel like going to the festival as she had more important things to worry about. "I should really focus-"
"Amelia, although I wish for you to become queen, I don’t wish for you to only think of the throne. I can tell you are hiding dark circles under your eyes. You cannot sleep and fighting the people here will not help you. Take a break to cleanse your mind and have fun for once. I’ve been in your position when I have taken days to have fun for granted. Now, look at me."
"I don’t want you to become more depressed than you already are. There is nothing you can hide from me, child. I want you to know I would never be ashamed if you give up wanting to become queen or throw away everything to come to live with me. I will protect you." Margaret wanted to be the person she needed when she was in Amelia’s position. Someone to be her safety net when she wanted to run away.
"I know grandmother. Should I pack a bag to sleep over at your home?" Amelia changed her mind.
After their conversation about death, it might be good if they spent more time together. Her grandmother doesn’t visit the castle too often and Amelia normally didn’t have the time to stop by her home. When her mother died she wished she had spent more time with her to make up for the time she would lose. The same thing should not repeat itself with Margaret.
They both needed time with each other as Margaret said death didn’t care if you are young or old. It could be Margaret mourning the loss of Amelia.
"I have many clothes for you at my home. I can’t help buying for you when I see them in the shops. No need to worry about clothes for your maid and guard. I will have something for them. Let us go before someone stops us," Margaret stood up on her own. "It’s a shame the tea and snacks are going to waste."
"Everyone, come take what you want," Amelia called out to Gina, Cyrus, and her grandmother’s people. There was no reason it should all go to waste when there are others here who can eat if they wanted to.