The Duchess listened intently, her cup of tea in hand had grown cold, forgotten and undrunk.
As they were chatting, Lisa walked in and brought the phone to the Duchess.
"Your call, it's from General Adam Walker."
The Duchess's heart leaped with joy as she quickly took the phone, "Hello?"
"COCO, I've just landed, the flight was a bit delayed, my apologies."
The Duchess walked to the window with the phone, "No... it's not a big deal, it's not your fault, was the flight smooth?"
Ivana Bennett exchanged glances with Lisa and gestured softly, and the two stepped out and went downstairs together.
"Quite smooth."
"That's good."
"You..." Adam's voice hesitated, "How's your health... are you well?"
Her face warmed, "I'm fine."
"That's good."
Adam paused, wanting to say something but unsure what to say.
He was always the type to call only if there was business, and hang up as soon as it was done, truly not adept at long phone conversations.
"So... I..."
