The Queen reminded her of Blake, the same steely gray eyes that held you in place, the same dark hair except for some streaks of white tucked in place. “It’s nice to meet you Alice, my apologies for the misunderstanding earlier.”
“Ah it’s fine…” she waved a hand to brush off the concern.
“Well, for me, it wasn’t fine at all—there should have been a more warm welcome.” The older woman smiled at her, and despite such a thing…Alice still felt uncomfortable. As if she was intruding into their life.
Which she definitely was.
A complete stranger, she knew that already. But everything around her seemed to drive the point into her skull. She was an outsider.
“Mother, I shall leave her in your care.”
The blonde woman already knew that he’d leave her in his mother and Daniel’
