"Good morning, Lady Avyanna, Your Majesty," the prince greeted, nearly ignoring the queen sat across from me. "Many apologies for interrupting your tea. I hoped to speak with you, dear lady."
With a faux smile lighting up her face, the queen stood and gestured for Prince Rylan to take her seat, saying, "It is no problem at all, Rylan. I can imagine you would like to spend as much time with your fiancée as possible. Lady Rhosyn, I hope we can talk more some other time."
I rose, bowing to her. Without another word, Queen Mireille exited the room. Countess Eaton and Lisbet followed her without so much as a glance in my direction, only managing a polite bow to Prince Rylan. Meanwhile, Lady Ansley glanced between me and them, ultimately deciding to offer me a small curtsy before scurryi
