The Real Problem

It was the day that Felissa would be leaving Sabrecrown. The carriages were ready and all her belongings were placed.

"Are you well?" Rosina asked as she walked down the stairs to meet Felissa. 

"Y-yes," Felissa replied awkwardly. She nodded her head, followed by a deep sigh.

Vicenzo was nowhere to be seen, but Gemma was there with a box in hand. She approached them and curtsied.

"Hello, Your Majesty, Lady Felissa, I want to give you this," Gemma stated and handed Felissa the box, which was quite heavy.

"Thank you, what are these?" Felissa asked in confusion. She shook the box and heard something inside.

"Ah, I baked several cookies for you to snack along the way," Gemma explained and giggle. 

"Oh, umm, thank you," Felissa replied awkwardly. She knew Gemma was trying to get close to her, but she was still not ready yet.

"And Your Majesty, this is for you," Gemma turned to Rosina and handed her a smaller box.