Hopeful that what we had all in mind to be a sound effect execution of a plan goes through, waiting, I’m met with the sights of the carriage from the Skoll Clan; why had this appeared?
Taking me off guard from seeing this, I looked to my side where a guard was standing, ‘stay vigilant,’ I informed my staff.
I would not be taken in any way, and I refused to be a laughing stock; this was not what we had agreed on as if it was a prayer answered; the carriage stopped right in front of us, and the door opened to show Queen Essel Skoll.
The youngest Baron of the clan, they are also the poorest of that estate, the poor woman was scared half to death when she had left the carriage car, she was wearing a navy colored dress full of ruffles, no royal decoration on her which so ever.
I remained
