Very well. If it is only my mother, I can find it in my heart to share the doll.
She was a formidable woman in her own right, a queen who had earned her throne.
I mean, if she wanted a doll of Benjamin, who was I to deny her?
We could share this small comfort, this tiny piece of him that Deva had so generously crafted.
Despite this, I truly have to regulate the matter, lest it becomes a trend in Verdant Spire—
[Hello?] Tamar suddenly connected telepathically. Her tone was hesitant and apologetic, which was unusual for her—Tamar was rarely hesitant about anything. [You see, when you were away three days ago, I was lonely and wanted to feel Benjamin's presence. So I went into your chamber].
A confession to the violation of my personal space, I see.
[My chambers, I have stressed many times, is out of bounds] I calmly answered, withholding the anger beneath.
