Eleanor decided to take a night stroll knights guarding But after sometime she noticed a child sleeping with ripped clothes. Her face grew worried as she hurried to the child.

"You poor thing, what mother would do this to her own blood."

her voice soft yet filled with worried, soon she picked up the child and held them in her arms as she turned to her guards

"Take this child back to the castle"

She said as the guards took the child and followed their orders