Anna sat in front of her mirror, holding a hairbrush in her hand.
She had been sitting there for a long time.
She was supposed to be brushing her hair, but she had completely forgotten about it. The brush remained in her hand while her mind went over the words Konstantin had said to her.
She could still hear his voice.
She had thought she was finally free from him.
She had thought that after everything he had done to her, she would never have to think about him again.
But now that he was gone, she could not understand why she felt this empty.
Anna lowered her eyes.
She hated him.
She had hated him for years.
So why did his death hurt?
She was so lost in her thoughts that she did not hear the knock on her door.
There was another knock.
Then another.
Still, Anna did not hear it.
The door eventually opened.
"Anna."
She suddenly looked up.
Her eyes met Lydia's.
Anna immediately dropped the brush and stood.
"Your Highness."
She quickly bowed.
Lydia smiled softly.
