After finishing the last touches of light make up that amplified her natural beauty, Jane brought Sylvia over to the castle's grand hall, where Mikel was resting on a leather couch, his gaze distant and lingering somewhere else.
"Your highness."
"Your highness."
The two of them bowed and announced their arrival, but Mikel did not spare them a glance, getting up and walking out of the hall in deep thought.
Sylvia and Jane, both hurriedly followed him, awaiting further instructions.
However, Mikel remained silent all the way. He strolled out of the castle and got into the carriage waiting outside wordlessly.
The man was clearly troubled by something.
Sylvia wondered what it could be when she heard his voice again. "Get in." He said.
Sylvia gulped and got into the carriage, slightly fumbling around. The heavy attire was really making her work, her balance completely skewed.
