"Your request is taken under consideration," he finally says, his voice gruff but not unkind.
Relief washes over her. "Thank you for listening, Father."
Theodore waves his hand, in a gesture for dismissal. As the king dismisses Lexzandra, she curtsies respectfully and takes her leave.
Outside the emperor's room, she can't help but feel a surge of joy and excitement. Finally, she had been able to speak her mind, and she was cautiously optimistic that her father might actually take her concerns seriously.
On her way back to her palace, Lexzandra's thoughts are a jumble of plans and possibilities.
'This is a good start. If I have the Emperor on my side, lady Irina cannot intimidate me.' She is so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't see the man walking in her direction until she collides with him. 'Who the-?'
Stumbling back, she looks up and is immediately struck by the man's beauty.
