Lucien felt restless after she had a conversation with Evelyn. It made her feel better, but a part of her felt anxious. Efthalia now knows about the meaning behind the scent of her hair.
'Why am I getting worried?'
Her break hour was done and now she was going through some letters sent by the citizen. It was about the difficulty they were facing or someone who needed help.
'It has nothing to do with him. It wasn't like I was keeping a secret.' Her mind was fighting back and forth, trying to ease her mind. 'And why the hell am I getting paranoid?'
"Your Majesty." Merly, who was standing beside her, called.
"Yes?" She was instantly brought back from her running thoughts.
"The Marquess and his wife are here to meet you," Merly answered.
"Now?"
"Yes?" Merly was confused when Lucien asked her in question. "You said you wanted their audience today in the evening.."