Her eyes followed her as she exited the room and then her concentration was drawn to Ophelia. "Is his lordship planning to execute me before the ball itself? Why would he plan to take me around the castle? I have taken a stroll before."
"Perhaps, his lordship wants to spend time with your highness before the ball," Ophelia suggested and Isadora almost coughed at the unexpected answer.
"Does his highness actually have sixteen mistresses?"
"No, seventeen, Milady."
"I thought it is...oh..." She said after realising that she was also among. That is just abnormal. What joy is there in taking in many maidens? Would he do this continuously until they are up to three hundred like king Solomon?
Rose smiled a little and motioned for Isadora to sit on the chair next to the mirror.
Isadora looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't lie that she looked elegant and more mature than she was in her father's kingdom.
