Her conversation with her Knight was cut abruptly by a knock on the door, "Your Majesty of Hearts?" It was the sound of a servant's voice, they did not dare enter at all. "The King of Hearts and the guests are all in the Royal Dining Hall. They are awaiting your presence, Your Majesty."
And so that was the end of it.
Rosalyn Lockhart felt a tug on her lips and sent a look at Julius Ginellevé. She didn't like the fact that a servant happened to knock at this very moment—was it paranoia getting to her? She had a feeling that this servant had been eavesdropping on them. Had heard every little word that she and her Knight had exchanged. Or perhaps she was wrong.
She hoped she was wrong.
The Knight made his way to the door and pulled it open, and it revealed a humble servant at the door. The man trembled and shook, bowing immediately at the sight, "A-Ah, greetings to Knight Ginellevé. I was unaware that you were there, Sir."
