The rituals ended and the feast dragged along until people got warm to cheer more. As the midnight was getting close Edward was becoming more impatient.
Edward saw how Avina was sitting at the table alone. Abruptly, she got to her feet and left the gallery. Edward loosened his bow tie and went after the girl.
Queen Sherlin's eyes were haunting around and snatched the prince.
She smoothly sneaked out of her throne and followed them, one of her maidens was about to accompany her but she stopped her.
Edward saw the queen's sister who turned to a narrow corridor that ended in the backyard. There was a lake there that reminded of him the Heaven of roses where he frightened Tania. He cursed himself under his breath.
"Lady Avina." Edward gently called her name.
The girl yanked back, she was as beautiful as her sister yet virtuous and gentle.
"Your grace," she offered him a mid-bow.
"May I talk to you over a matter?"
"Sure."
