She hesitated as Crow asked who was watching her. Penelope lowered her gaze, debating if she wanted to tell him anything. The information was rather sensitive when it came to her family but then again, Crow had given the story of his own past to her before. Perhaps it was time for her to do the same. Part of her even wished to talk about it now that she had someone who was willing to listen. The topic of her mother was rather forbidden in her family so Penelope didn’t get to dwell much on the past. She sighed softly and looked back over at him. 

“No. It’s fine..” Penelope assured. She fell silent for a moment. The knight wanted to share her story with him but worry of what he could do with that story made her hesitant. “Crow... Just as you asked me to keep quiet about your past... I must ask you to do the same.” She said with a hint of warning in her voice. She relaxed slightly and looked back up at the sky as she crossed her arms. 

“I was thinking about my mother. I-I don’t get to talk about her much so sorry if I ramble a bit...” Penelope frowned and crossed her arms over her chest as she leaned back into the side of the wagon. She avoided looking over at Crow as she spoke. “She was a peasant. Not a noble. My father was already married to some noblewoman and they already had a son, my brother Layth. However, my father loved the servant and not his wife.

“They were eventually caught and his wife demanded that my mother be sent far away. My father wouldn’t have it, especially since she was pregnant at the time. His wife left and our family turn their backs on him so my father was forced to stay with my mother and her family in one of the outer villages. She had me during a harsh winter and died shortly after giving birth to me.” Penelope said finally casting a glance over at Crow. “I’ve just always wondered if she ever saw me or looked my way from wherever she is now... Or what she was even like or her name... My father refuses to speak about her."