As the palace attendant delivered her message, her features remained obscured by the shadows cast from the hallway torches, making it difficult for Ingrid to discern her expression. Yet, Ingrid sensed Christine's reluctance to leave her side, a silent understanding passing between them despite the uncertainty of the situation.
Feeling a surge of determination, Ingrid stepped forward, her gaze steady as she addressed the figure in the doorway. "Pardon my interruption but," she interjected, her voice firm yet tinged with urgency. "Christine stays with me. I need her for tonight."
The figure shifted slightly, her attention now fully on Ingrid. Though her face remained hidden in the dim light, Ingrid detected a subtle furrow of her brows, a sign of the attendant's inner conflict.
"I apologize," the attendant responded, her tone respectful yet unwavering. "However, Dame Christine's presence is required elsewhere. It is a matter of utmost importance."
