บท 22: Pleasant Irony

The morning sunlight drowned the bedroom in its sparkling white glow, leaving prismatic patterns on surfaces as the rays of light bent through the texture of the thick window glass. 

Aideen opened one of the drawers of her closet and dived her hand inside it in an attempt to fish out something with her thin fingers. 

As her bare skin touched the items she was looking for, her lips curled into a light smile. It was her treasure. The only things that truly belonged to her. The only things she could never sell or exchange. The only things she first took from the Royal Palace and then from the Count's mansion. 

Her treasure was a roll of silk ribbons from the flower crown that her mother, Princess Yuliana Imrie brought with her from her homeland, the Kingdom of Utar when she was offered to King Euris Ruan as a royal concubine after he captured the throne.