Father And Daughter

"Queen Roxine, I am in your debt. What request you might have, speak freely. If it is within my ability, I will see to it that it's done."

The Queen was not surprised that Sierra had already read her movements. 

"Thank you, Sierra. That's most kind of you. Unfortunately, this little reunion cannot last forever. For all of our safety, I can only give you no more than an hour. After that, we can talk. Fair?" 

"Fair."

With that, the Queen took her leave from the Drawing Room, giving the father and daughter some privacy. For the first few minutes, neither of them spoke a word. They did not know what to say to one another. 

Sierra had so many things on her mind. In front of General Leon, she found herself hunching her shoulders and leaning back in her seat. It felt like she had traveled back in time to when she was seven.