"I'm sure you're wondering why I called you out," the queen finally spoke up, her voice cutting through the tense silence that had settled between them.
Upon hearing the queen's words, Elena's expression remained composed, but a subtle hint of amusement danced in her eyes. With a graceful motion, she lowered the porcelain cup onto its saucer, the delicate clink echoing in the quiet room.
"Actually, no, I'm not surprised at all," Elena replied calmly, her tone laced with confidence and a touch of arrogance.
"What?" Queen Maeve exclaimed, her surprise evident in her tone and expression.
Elena leaned forward slightly, her demeanor composed yet assertive as she addressed the queen.
"Actually, I was beginning to wonder when you were going to summon me," she explained, her words measured and deliberate. "I mean, you made me stay back in this palace, and it was beginning to get rather boring. Plus, you've been secluded away, so yes, I saw this coming."
