The Secrets Songstress

res found their way to the wealthiest nobles and royal highnesses through his skillful trade, making us a famil

mpanying my father to the p

me with you to the pala

place for children

ur and majestic beauty of the palace insi

y, promise you will behave and wait p

will," I said

d been built alongside this serene lake, with countless vibrant fish, and sometimes, even the royal family would embark on s

or him. I intended to ensure he remained safe while I explored the palace grounds. I had set up a quilt near the lake

wonder lay in its gardens and the captivating lake. It was a place of serenity and beauty, blessed with nume

noble friends. Though he was preoccupied, I couldn't help but marvel at the breathtaki

nd, I fastened his leash, securing it to a sturdy branch abov

d his leash fastened to the branch overhead. I began to sing my heart out. My dreamlike singing was eventually interrupted by the arrival of a

of this more enormous, seemingly friendly orange cat. I marvel

ou come from?" I asked it

d magnificent," I sai

camaraderie began to ta

lled out. He is th

t. He was tall and handsome. His clear blue eyes were looking at me curiously. Despite the su

liam, what is your nam

my cheeks blushing. He was staring at me.

ificent, your hig

et's name is Leo, and he's not ju

xclaimed, genui

ference between

ike this before." I said wh

you could say they are distant cousins, both belonging to the feline lineage. However, they are vastly differe

other kingdom, a symbol of the strong bonds between our nations. My father, in turn, bestowed t

d, "Mr. Fluffy, my cat, was

Mr. Leo is not an ordinary cat. He will grow

think Leo will

and possibly even as big as a donkey. " I was surprised by his closeness as I stared at his exquisite features. He

ecome giants with massive

encountered in their natural habita

h humans, he's just like a big baby,

from a tiny cub to a magnificent tiger. "That's truly amazing," I said, gra

e to share these insights with you." I felt my cheeks flus

gardens. The conversation had flowed easily, like a gentle stream winding through the forest. As we sat t

lied, "No, I don't have a tutor. But my father brings me books from his travels, and I read them. I believe there

nterest. "Books can be our greatest teachers, un

, what brings you here today, Ella?

hant and comes to present his treasures and goods. My father has an affinit

ordinary, just like mine. He has an eye for the rare and beautiful." Oh my God, I can’t stop myself from blushi

is observation. "Yes, my father does h

"May I ask what brings you to this part of t