"My fair Lady Highmore, your fiancé is a lucky man," the guard said looking heartbroken beyond reason before he left her.
"Thank you for your help!" she called cheerfully after him.
The International Affairs annex of the royal palace had an air of dignity and functionality. As Lady Elara Highmore prepared for her 'surprise visit,' she and Roxan were left in one of its unused offices. The room was spacious yet understated with polished wooden furniture and large windows that allowed sunlight to filter in and drawing shadow patterns on the carpeted floors.
"One last thing to do," Roxan murmured, meticulously checking the temperature of the tea and ensuring it was just right while arranging the refreshments she had brought in the large basket she had at hand. The table was set with blue and white porcelain cups and saucers alongside a plate of pastries and finger sandwiches.
Once everything was arranged to her satisfaction, Rosa patted Roxan on the head.
