It was a beautiful day outside the castle walls and Leah Barathea had woken on the right side of the bed this morning, she glanced out the window as she performed her morning routine, a wonderful day to visit her garden and tend to her roses.
Her maids tended to her needs and tried as much as they could to make conversation with her but she responded mainly out of courtesy, she wasn't as harsh as her mother and couldn't bear the thought of disappointing the excited smiles on the faces of these servants as they attempted to get her to converse with them, she couldn't possibly tell them that she enjoyed Guinevere's company more than she did their's or that they didn't know her quite well enough to be able to conduct any meaningful conversations with her.
She stood from her seated position
