บท 138: Power Is A Form Of Love

ZINA

The corridors of the North Wing of the arctic Castle which was the residence of the Luna Queen bustled with activities as servants carried out numerous items. From boxes of jewellery and clothes, to vintage mirrors and rare stones.

Zina announced her presence and then stepped into the room that reeked of dust. Bella was sprawled on the floor while staring into space, meanwhile her daughter stood by the door side, looking lost as the servants went about their duties.

Zina's heart ached as she stared at the four-year old girl with big clear eyes that looked so lost and confused. Bella did not seem to have taken notice of her presence nor her daughter's, so Zina leaned down, bringing her height and that of the girl's to the same level.

"Suri." She whispered to the girl who broke into a smile on noticing her.