Olivia staggered out of the building while her eyes focused on the carriage. Her handsome husband stood before the carriage looking worried as to why she took too long to return.
Ananias's words kept replaying in her head. 'The Crown has many dangers ahead of it. Even the presence of its protector can't guarantee its safety.'
Her eyes remained on the man approaching her with concern etched on his face. Reginald stopped before her, his hand found itself stroking her head.
"What happened? You took so long." He inquired. Olivia however never responded to his words. She just nodded and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"I think I forced him to say some things as he was too stubborn to say a word earlier. We should leave." She shrugged and held his hand, guiding him to the carriage.
Meanwhile, someone stood by his window watching the Princess and her husband interacting. He walked away from there and returned to his seat, looking composed.
