[She can't sit like this, out in the open. Cassandra needed to have her back against a wall before she even thinks about opening up to someone about herself. Or even worse... her secrets. Secrets that could irreparably alter her life, and if they got out being sent to a convent would be the least of her problems.]

...Right. Friends.

[Friends. Someone she could trust with her worries, someone who could ease the weight on Cassandra's chest. It's obvious, more than anything, that Cassandra's scared now... even as she starts to visibly open up.]

It's... my mother. I-I couldn't remember who she was for the longest time, but... She's the woman who kidnapped Rapunzel as a baby.