Adela's heart sank as she realized her mother was not going to let her off the hook so easily. She knew this was a pivotal moment, one that could change the course of her life. With a final glance at Elisa, who sat wide-eyed and silent, she followed her mother out of the room.
Adela followed her mother through the castle's corridors, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and dread. She knew that her secret rendezvous with the prince had been discovered, and her mind was filled with anxiety about what her mother was going to do.
As they entered the hall room, Adela's eyes landed on her father, who sat on his chair. Her face paled, and a thousand thoughts raced through her mind.
'What is Mother going to do now? Is she going to tell Father everything? Father will never accept it; I know it.'
With every step closer to the throne, Adela's anxiety grew.
