A few minutes prior to the introduction…
“Ah, Maeve, there you are.” Queen Freya smiles as she sees me enter. “Come in, my dear… I am just finishing this letter to a friend, so just give me a second.”
I glance at a pretty young lady, probably around my age, sitting on the couch, holding a book, and watching me with curious eyes. I wonder if she’s a relative of the family. Even seated, she certainly has the bearings of a young noble woman, and her gown looks the part. I give her a shy, tentative smile but she simply stares back at me with no expression on her face, reminding me of Elijah when he’s on secretary mode.
Remembering my lessons, I take a deep breath and then I straighten my back and turn back to the Queen, who is almost furiously scribbling on an elegant parchment paper. Awkwa
