How unpredictable is
fate. And how unpredictable people make it.
The barest action can
make a ripple effect that will go and go, until it comes back to attack the
first person that moved the water.
Your sister. Crown
Princess. If it wasn’t for her jealousy and her fear, and her deep affection
for Prince, wouldn’t have set out on a mission to find supposed lover of her
husband. She wouldn’t have become convinced that you are the lady that warms
his bed during the nights. She wouldn’t have tried to disfigure your face with
a branding stick. You wouldn’t have fought, you wouldn’t have damaged your
hand, you wouldn’t decided on getting your revenge on her, you wouldn’t have
been subjected to Queen’s trial, Prince wouldn’t have come to your help.