Queen Diana walked into the room. She wondered if her husband was already resting, but she doubted that even though it was something else she guessed it supposed to be so.
But knowing her husband was not the kind to do such, not when she was still awake—because no matter how tired her husband gets, he would never sleep until she was back or she was next to him.
Maybe this is why she feels guilty. She knew her husband loved her so much, and he deserved someone better, far better. She felt like she did not deserve him. She had always felt he was too good, given what she did.
