King Aaron eventually dismissed them from his presence, evidently pleased with the decisions he'd made. Celia made her bows to the royal couple and hurried away.
She was quiet as she followed Tobin, walking away from the king's chamber. Her mind was desperately trying to make some order out of everything she'd just been told.
She was going to be travelling to Magdaline Castle very soon. Without Tobin but with Lucas. While secretly with child. To try and wheedle concessions out of her own father. About some trade agreements she didn't know the first thing about.
None of it made any sense to her. Should she be elated by the king's orders? Terrified?
Both?
Was she walking into some kind of huge disaster?
Tobin glanced at her over his shoulder as he walked, three steps ahead of her as was considered proper. "What are you muttering to yourself about, wife? You sound like a madwoman."
