Hundred and twenty three

Sharriah was shocked at his words, perhaps Alexander was pulling her feet.

"What do you mean my mother is standing right in this castle?"

Sharriah asked as she was still shaken in surprise.

"Yes, perhaps you should go see for yourself."

Alexander said, without asking any further questions, Sharriah ran out from the room, all she could think of was a woman who have the same replica of her, someone whom she had not met for many years.

As she dashed out, a familiar scent smashed through her nose, she froze, that scent..... How would she forget this scent, her mother's scent haven't changed even for once.

Quickly she followed the directions where the scent was coming off from, and just immediately as she came out from the hall, two guards made way for her and she saw a woman, a familiar woman standing right in front of her, she wore a long gown which have a dull color.

The moment Sharriah made contact with her, her breath hitched for a moment.

"Sharriah....Sharriah."

She heard the familia