"What? His Majesty's birthday is approaching?"
"Yes, are you–"
"So, December is around the corner? I didn't know."
'How could I forget one of the most important scenes is about to happen. No wonder all the flowers in the garden wouldn't stop whispering.' She had completely forgotten about the plot.
"Why are you worried?" The old man questioned after noticing her anxiousness. "Have you not made up your mind about what you are going to give to His Majesty?"
"Pardon?" Every second seems to be surprising her even more.
The old man was quiet and only stared at her in utmost disbelief. "A gift for His Majesty."
"....."
"It's expected for every consort to present him a gift. Are you not aware?"
"...."
The stillness from her was more than enough to let him know that she had never thought about it. She didn't. Lucien simply knew that an important scene was approaching but not the ML's birthday.
