Estorra lied down on the bed.Her stomach churned, this place was horrid and it’s so weird when you are married in the age of 18.

She was hungry of course, but she didn’t know what time they were going to eat.

As if prayer answered, the door opened, revealing a maid with green pastel ombre hair with flowers on it.”Dinner is serving, i’m here to escort you. I’m Maid Springful by the way.” Estorra followed Maid Springful downstairs, and she smelled delicious food. She sat down next to Lord Lucien, she was ravenous of course, so she attacked her food, but gently because she didn’t want to humulitate herself.

Lord Lucien carefully looked at Estorra, leaving his food untouched-ok, he ate a little bit- and looked at the rest.

Amunet.Daewon.Lumine.Caspian.Mistress Autumn.Butler Winterfell.

He stared at the succulent food and ate a bit. It was tasty of course, but something felt wrong..like a hole in his heart..

“May i be excused?”

He turned to Estorra, her plate was finished.”Oh ok.”

She nodded and headed back to the chamber.”Good night!”

“What a naive girl.” remarked mistress Autumn, taking a bite of potatoes.”Innocent child..”

“Autumn she’s 18.” laughed Winterfell.”She’s going to 19 next year.”

“I forgot that it was her birthday.” said Amunet, chewing the salmon.”Perhaps a cake for her?”

“She’s eaten enough.” said Daewon picking on his cow jerky.”I think.”

“Who knows.” said Lumine.

They all agreed.