Kapitel 91: Choices For Louis: Helena or His Descendants?

Harika couldn't stop breathing with worry. It was difficult for her at this time Helena to listen to her advice.

When the two of them arrived at a small house, which was surrounded by dry fields. The guards remained on guard, ensuring that Empress Aarez remained safe.

Helena was staring at the wooden door. The dark brown color seemed to be peeling off. A rocking chair, which his grandmother used to sit on, seemed limp. Only the wind that often passed by made the stool move a little.

"Empress Helena, is this really where you live?" asked Harika looking in disbelief because the condition of the house looks very old and not maintained.

"Why? You don't believe it, in the past.., my life was poor. But at that time, I didn't suffer because there was a grandmother who always loved me," Helena answered as she walked to open the wooden door with the handle almost broken.