I was out of the bath even before I knew it. Conny and Rita's surprised exclaims of “Yer Highness!” faded into the background. I didn't care about the watery mess I'd made or about the embarrassing state of my undress. I'd missed her so much, so very much.
“Mom! Oh my God, Mom!” I cried. She gave a startled “oooph!” as I crushed her in a hug. She smelled exactly the way I remembered: like flowers and citrus. I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with her comforting scent.
“Get control of yourself, Sigrún. It's rather unbecoming when you behave like this.”
The words were like ice water pouring down my back. I pulled back from her abruptly and met with her sharp gray eyes. There was a stern line between her brows as her eyes regarded me with aloofness.
Right. It had finally sunk in. She m
