{Third Person}
The thing is, although Amara was rightly guilty, she still needed to show some confidence.
She wanted to understand the kind of treatment she would receive now that she had been cleared.
The housekeeper hesitated before answering. "His Majesty has already expressed his apology," she said. "The gifts delivered outside… they are meant to compensate you."
Amara's lips pressed together, her thoughts sharp and bitter. 'Gifts. That's it? So even the highest authority here has no decency.'
Then, she turned her face away. The servant said nothing further and excused herself after a moment.
Amara lay there on the bed, staring ahead as different thoughts began to come to her mind.
A welcome banquet in two weeks. Her people will be there. Familiar faces will attend.
'I will get to see father and mother at least,' she thought to herself, even holding onto it.
