Countless scenarios that she saw through that window frame, displayed in Rivienne's head.
Snowing.
Raining.
Leaves falling.
Burning.
Blood dripping.
CLANK!
"Indeed, it is a nice tea," Rivienne said. "Your Majesty"
"It was imported from Ceylon," The empress said. "Countess Lysander recommended it. Ah! Talking about the overseas! Daemon, don't you have an important matter to inform the duke?"
Rivienne found that it was amazing how peaceful the atmosphere was. She did not even think what would happen if she came back to the palace, but if she had imagined this before, she would not expect this.
It was as if replaying a scene in the opera past days. The empress and duke would talk about things that no one could not understand. Princess Elaina suddenly was busy with the court ladies while Princess Daniella was busy with her cake. But she was frowning.
