The den seemed so empty nowadays. It was only her and her two children. Sometimes all she could do was stare at the empty space that Kylar used to occupy. Each day she would pick up a few pieces of her shattered mind and heart for the sake of her children. Lifting her crown, she would gaze at the sleeping bundles of her children. They had been questioning where their father had disappeared to, but she had no answers for them, until now. Never had she babied them, always giving them to cruel truth, no matter how damaging it might be, and she wasn't about to change that now. The morning sun barely light up the den, keeping her kids in the shadows. She would remain silent, allowing them to wake up on their own accord. It was bad enough that she would have to tell them where their father was and why he was gone. Her brother had been right, she needed to snap out of this haze and get on with her life. Her husband obviously no longer wanted her, there was no use in moping about it, she had pack to run and an empire to build.