The knocks come again, at his lack of response. "Your Highness, are you still in there?" Ruth's voice floats in through the door after a moment of silence.
He feels a pang of guilt engulfing his chest at hearing her small voice, yesterday's memories flashing in his head. Goddess, he really behaved unkindly with her. "Yes, I am. Come on in, Ruth." He calls out to her.
And in a second the door to his private court is being pulled open and a wary-looking Ruth steps in, her head is hanging low as her eyes refuse to leave the shining marble floor of the courtroom.
Ruth offers him a deep bow, and without raising her head up to meet Zelian's gaze, she starts talking. "My prince, the Queen asked me to take you to the palace court. She is waiting for your arrival and it is important." She informs him.
