Betrayal 101

Wait.” She called out in panic. Though the commotion stopped and all of them paused in their places, her handmaids gave her a sideline glare as if telling her to back out of it.

She read the letter.

‘Dear Princess Laylin of Ehan,

I request your presence at the intimate gathering I have arranged in my garden. The gathering could serve as an olive branch in more ways than one.

I shall await your presence this fine afternoon.’

Laylin stared at her credentials for a while, before looking up. She stared at the expectant eyes of both parties ready to pounce on her and dipped her pen in ink. In fine penmanship, she drafted a letter and handed it over to Melissa.

Melissa clutched and ran with it as if her life depended on it. Her maids turned to her with their sore faces as if belittling her.

Laylin ignored their imposing stares and instead focused back on the documents at hand. She was tired and the King's consolatory massages hadn't helped her.

She should be rightfully resting but t