At the same moment, in another place, Riel were seated on a couch in a small room, dripping sweats from his forehead while the queen enjoys a cup of tea that he was forced to make just earlier ago.
"No wonder Tris always keeps bragging about your tea. It tasted so heavenly that I want to have this daily." (Slecia)
She then adds more to her cup and takes a sip once more.
"What did she call it…? Milky tea…? If this was marketed, I'm sure it will be popular, don't you agree, my dear Riel…?" (Slecia)
Although the queen said these words sweetly, Riel knows that she still furious about his decision to go to the empire to fulfill the prince's demand.
[I thought Tris already told her about this… man, is she really hates the thought of me going to the empire that much…?] (Riel)
"Well, my quee-…" (Riel)
