It was a relief to return back to the palace after your meeting with the prime minister. You felt exhausted after a long day dealing with work. Your husband, the king, promised he'll catch up with you after he finishes his business with one of the royalties of the 7 nations.

One of your servants open the carriage as you step out, your dress fluttered in the breeze, its silk fabric shimmering with each gentle gust. As you begin to walk inside the palace, its marbled walls and columns shimmered in the sun, giving it a sense of grandeur and elegance. After a few moments walking down the halls, you could hear music from a certain room, playing "Eine kleine nachtmusik" by W.g Mozart. You recognized the way it was being played, it was definitely Aeros, your 2nd son

You followed the sound, the melodious tune from the piano echoed through the palace halls as you stopped infront of the music room, gently opening the door. He was sitting in front of a beautiful grand piano. It was made of polished dark wood with intricate carvings covering its surface. The ivory keys shined in the light, and the pedals and knobs added a touch of elegance. Aeros didn't notice you as he seemed fully immersed in the music, filled with utter concentration and passion, as if he was lost in his own world.

The music finally ended as he turned to you, surprised with your presence when you clapped proudly at his performance.

"Mom? you're home!!!" he said in delight, standing up from his stool and ran to you