[Meanwhile, at the Palace]
The morning was coming to a close as Yvonne sat elegantly at the glass topped table in her room and drafted out the names of the guests who will be attending the arriving tea party. Stace hung nearby.
"Stace," Yvonne called out as she brusquely circled a name amongst others on the list, "shall I invite Lady Quileth? I've heard she's quite an infamous personality amongst the vast community of nobles."
Stace made a face. "Indeed, she's a woman of many rumors. Marrying Lord Quileth was just not enough for her, so after his sudden death, she went off and instituted a harem of sorts."
Yvonne frowned. "Lord Quileth died? I thought he was overseas. Was it a shady death?"
"No, I don't think so." Stace looked off into the distance as she tried to remember. "I heard he died of natural causes. Nothing suspicious there."
