Princess Consort Amelia, still scanning the crowd, finally noticed Ophelia approaching. There was a brief hesitation in her expression before she composed herself, putting on a polite smile.
"Your Highness," Ophelia greeted her with a nod. "It seems you're looking for someone. Can I be of any assistance?"
Princess Consort Amelia's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and suspicion. "Your assistance is not necessary, Duchess Ophelia. I appreciate the offer, but I can handle my affairs."
Ophelia maintained a calm demeanor. "Of course, I understand. I only wished to extend a friendly gesture. Court life can be challenging, and it's always good to have allies."
Princess Consort Amelia's facade hardened for a moment, as if she didn't want Ophelia to be involved in her affair, and she offered a small, forceful smile. "Thank you for your consideration, Duchess Ophelia. I appreciate the sentiment."
