Declan’s hold on her shoulder was firm, not missing the way her chest rose and fell. Layana’s gaze was trained on the woman who now stepped into the open, wearing a flowing grey robe just like the others however something about the way she came of was regal. Her shoulder-length hair was almost white, and her eyes a shade of red. Her skin was paler than Layana’s but anyone could see the resemblance between the two women
Her face was emotionless as she looked at the dragon and then the three men before her eyes settled on Layana, her mask cracking as her pale face become even paler a hand went to her heart as she stared at the young princess before her, it felt as if time had stood still as the two women forgot about everyone else present.
Layana looked at her mother, she never knew what s
