Seeing the Lady Smantha in that state had been really so much of a new experience for Hera. She had seemed to have it altogether, like nothing could ever rock her boat.
Lady Samantha was confident and yes, she had the guts to get anything done. She had admired that in her. But never for once did she imagine that Hera would ever break down right in the public because of the wishing well and the reaction of the people to her.
What was the matter? Why was she not like the others? Or rather, what had made her, hEra, stop the shot that was meant to take out the Lady back then when she had come to interfere with the movement of the mercenary at the Forest plains of Titledom?
It was strange, in as much as it was startling to her. So, nobles did cry?
And even more, the same lady who did seem
