"What?" Anneliese was shocked. "You like him? Even after all he did?"
"It's complicated," Genevieve sobbed.
"But how did you..."
"Please, don't ask. It only makes things worse."
Genevieve walked away from her daughter, and sat on her bed.
"I'm sorry," Anneliese apologized. "I didn't mean to make it worse."
Genevieve sighed. "It's okay," she said. "I'm sorry, I'm just so confused. And I don't know what to do."
"I don't think you should trust Preminger."
"I don't," Genevieve said. "That's just it. I know he is dangerous and evil. But..." Genevieve sighed. "I don't know how to explain it. He doesn't seem the same Preminger as he was anymore."
"Well, you know best," Anneliese said. "But just, please, be careful. Nothing's safe around Preminger."
With these words, she left the Queen.
"Why does it have to be so hard?" Genevieve said through tears.
She lay down on her bed, and fell asleep.
When Anneliese came back, she saw her sleeping mother. Her face was wet with tears.
Anneliese walked to her mother, and laid a blanket on her.
"Poor mother," Anneliese thought. "She's so depressed."
Then the Princess went to bed. But she was very worried about her mother.