章 180: Her Weak Heart

In the face of my hatred, I find I am not deserving of possessing such powerful emotions. For my hatred is all but an incompetent emotion when I can't save the ones I love, and the ones who love me.

- Vinnandra'a Musings in Saegra's Empty Diary, Gifted To Her By Lord Albridge.

"Vi." Lady Brienda beamed, dropping the hand trowel in her hand. "The cat has finally had her kittens!"

"Really?!" Was Vinnandra's pathetic attempt to muster excitement on hearing the news of 'the kittens'.

Although to be honest, calling a Snow Leopard a cat, and her cub, kittens, was quite uncanny of the lady. Although in the Lady's own words, it was a move to reassure her maidservants that the feline thing wasn't that harmful.

Somehow, Lady Brienda had this theory that calling our fears, faith instead, makes our worries seem smaller than they actually are.