The forest breeze felt comfortable as if pacifying and the sounds of the leaves swaying to the gentle wind was like a lullaby trying to send a baby to its sleep. Walking up to the altar, which was situated in the forest for training purposes. According to her memory or more like Aileth’s memory, commanders and princes usually stand on the altar to observe and talk with the soldiers.
Feeling comfortable, she sat on the lower edges of the altar wall. She placed her hands on either side of her. The sun, the wind, the sounds and the atmosphere were enough to send a person to sleep. However, the thoughts in her mind were keeping her awake. She just woke up and her body needed so much more sleep than she usually does. But here she was. Walking around the palace, slowly diving into the thoughts
