"Good morning, Lady Melva," greeted a royal guard who approached the carriage Melva was in and knocked on its door, taking her by surprise because she had not expected to see anyone from the palace. "I am going to ask you to follow me. His Majesty has requested your presence."
"Is the Duke aware of this?" asked Melva, uncertain of what she was supposed to do.
She was only here because Vance had asked her to. Going against his order was not wise, however, it was the King who demanded her presence. The King's order was absolute. She was curious and unnerved at the same time, curious of what the King wanted from her and unnerved because it might not be something good for her. He was the King of the Demon Kingdom after all.
"I am following His Grace's order to wait inside the carriage."
"No need to worry, milady," reassured the royal guard, understanding her concern. "His Grace has approved of the King's request."
