The door opened and Mireya swallowed nervously when Kashi entered, his face is now slowly healing but happiness and joy are evident in his boyish face. He and his mother Mishka are holding hands in nervousness, she assumes.
"Give us some privacy." she ordered her attendants and they all bowed before closing the door again. "Let her sit in here." she guided Kashi and pointed at the luxurious and expensive sofa.
"Are you all right now? How about your wounds?" she asked Kashi first and he had a confused expression on his face.
"I-I apologize, Your Highness. But why are we here? And why are they referring to us as your family?"
Mireya smiled at the confused look on his face and purposely ignored his question before turning to Mishka. Her eyes automatically watered and she approach
