Alone in the room for so long, Masha decided to take a walk. Although, she hated moving around her strange environment, but she had become so tired of being confined and needed to take some air.
She walked carefully along the balconies - carefully like it mattered - and only came across very few servants. Although, they greeted her, but she could hear the echo of irritation in their tone and gesture. No doubt, she was the most hated being there, all thanks to her father.
She loved how calm and beautiful the evening was and the cold breeze that fondled her cheeks. The Palace was really beautiful - she wouldn't deny. But the people in it were scary.
After walking for some time, down to the last floor, she finally came across a place that pricked her attention the most. It was the palac
