Elysia sat quietly in her chambers, her thoughts swirling as she gently folded the invitation Helena had given her. Her heart brimmed with joy for her friend, she was excited to attend the wedding as it had been quite a while she attended one.Taking a deep breath, she rose and made her way to the King's study.
Azrael glanced up as she entered, his piercing dark eyes softening slightly. "Elysia," he greeted, setting down the document he was reading. "Is there a problem? You look like something is bothering you."
Elysia clasped her hands in front of her, her voice steady despite her nervousness. "There is no problem, Your Majesty. Helena, my Lady' maid is getting married in two days time."
Azrael leaned back in his chair, a smirk tugging at his lips. "A wedding, you say? How wonderful. Should I accompany you? I hear I am excellent company at such events."
