"I..." Beatrix hesitated.
Rowaine waited patiently, the movement of the horses causing their bodies to sway from side to side steadily. She knew that Beatrix was a lot less open than Serina.
"Mama, I..." Beatrix took a deep breath. It was very difficult for her to utter the words she had in mind. "I have something to tell you when we return to the palace."
Her eyes shifted to where Aristia rode with Melvin a few distances in front, pointing at something and saying something to which Melvin nodded.
Rowaine followed the direction she was looking at. Her brows raised in question.
She didn't speak immediately. After a few seconds, she nodded. "I see."
She glanced down at her daughter, before looking forward again, only being able to see the top of her head. She couldn't see the expression on her face.
She glanced at her again, before increasing the pace of the horse to reach the others. The mother and daughter did not speak, only riding in silence, both deep in thought.
