Oriana stepped into the Queen's chamber and found the Queen seated at the edge of her bed, visibly displeased as she reprimanded someone. "Leave. I have no desire to see you."
"Your Majesty, please try to compose yourself," the woman facing her responded politely, but it seemed to irk the Queen.
"You... Go away," the Queen snapped, but her tone changed when she noticed Oriana's presence. "O-Oriana?" She was visibly surprised.
Oriana remained composed and directed her attention to the woman standing before the Queen. This woman, named Karla, still appeared calm and gracefully bowed to Oriana. "Greetings, Your Highness."
Oriana's countenance remained cool as she addressed Karla, "As expected, I find you here, Karla."
The Queen quickly regained her composure and adopted a serene facade. "Oriana, how did you come here? My attendants didn't inform me..."
