“Lady Ada!”

Someone from the crowd yelled.

“Lady Ada!!!” More choruses automatically joined. The entire palace, bowed at the unknown woman that has just entered.

Whatever it was, they seemed to have a great deal of respect for this woman.

Her dress was  graceful, a white linen piece which accentuated her body, at each step. I studied every movement of hers towards me, with an inward cringe.

P-potential Queen? 

Just what did she do to earn that title?

“Who are you?” I said, with my eyes bolted in surprise at Cassandra’s description of her.

Why did her father bear the same name as mine?

“Hello, sister.” she smirked, whispering in...