Merlena's brows furrowed, her mind grappling with the implications of these words. The notion that Aragon, her erstwhile companion of pleasure, had been assigned a retinue of attendants intrigued her.
Merlena found herself in a state of confusion, her thoughts swirling amidst a hint of amusement. The realization of the attention and care bestowed upon Aragon by the Queen Mother left a subtle smile playing on her lips.
"By the Queen Mother's command?" she inquired, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of skepticism. The young maid nodded affirmatively, her demeanor radiating a sense of loyalty and dedication to her assigned task.
