Adeline felt like she was swindled by him. He walked out without another protest. When she glanced at his large back, it was as if he knew she was watching him. He waved her goodbye with a flick of two fingers.
"What did you tell the King for him to leave so easily?" Lydia asked the second he was out the door. They had spoken in hushed whispers that she was unable to hear.
Adeline awkwardly laughed. She softly scratched the side of her face and wryly smiled. "So the bakery shop?"
Lydia quickly perked up. She was happy to see Adeline wasn't as distraught as predicted. All of her woes were for nothing. She didn't want a bloodbath with her friend. She certainly didn't want to fight for a man either.
"It's located in the center of the capital. The shop is owned by a friend…"
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