White Shawl

The woman wearing the white shawl has returned to her palace, the realm known as "Nyathera". She is Queen Aella. She discreetly glances at the palace of cordelia for deep reasons. Every time she leaves her palace, she always claims she will just take some fresh air, but the truth is she goes to the kingdom of Cordelia to observe outside its palace.

Queen Aella is in her room now and sitting on her bed. Her face is very beautiful, but at this hour, she seems to be enveloped in sadness. After a while, she noticed that her white shawl was missing from her back. She immediately stood up from her seated bed and searched for her white shawl around her room, but she didn't find it. She went out of her room and walked around her palace. The female servants noticed her.

"Your majesty, may we help you?" softly asked one of the female servants.

"Have you seen my white shawl?" the queen asked with concern.

"No, your majesty. As far as I know, I saw you entering the palace earlier without wearing a white shawl."

The queen stared blankly and pondered.

"Alright, thank you very much."

The servants showed respect by bowing and left the queen.

Queen aella wondered where she dropped her white shawl.

KING EVERARD'S POV

King Everard is outside again, taking some fresh air. While he's taking some fresh air, he noticed a white shawl on the ground. He picked it up and looked at it for a while.

"Your majesty," a knight called out to him.

He quickly hid the white shawl behind his back.

"Your majesty, the queen is summoning you."

"I will go to her, just a moment."

The knight respectfully bowed and left.

As the knight left, the king looked again at the white shawl he had been holding, he folded it and walked inside the palace.

When King Everard was in the room of his palace, he placed the white shawl he was holding on top of the dresser. Queen naeva was lying down on the bed, he approached her and caressed her hair.

After a while, Queen naeva asked him, "What will we name our child?"

"It's up to you, my love."

"But I'm asking you, my dear."

"I am still thinking of a beautiful name for him."

He kissed Queen Neva on the forehead.