Lucina makes her way through my gloomy room and opens the long, burgundy curtains that I left shut. Light floods in and I wince. She lets out a sigh. “I never got to apologize for what happened back at the manor.” Her fingers nervously fiddle with the ends of her sleeves. “I’m sorry I tried to help Arthur. I didn’t know what all this was until he gave me my memories back. I know it’s not enough, but I really am sorry.”
