However Salviana in the castle no longer wanted the company of the garden, "We should go to the florist chambers," Salviana let out as she decided to follow the advice Rose had given her, burying her jealousy.
Salviana reached the chambers of Audrey Velthorne, the First Concubine, and Lucille Velthorne, the Second Concubine.
Their quarters were grand yet entwined, opulent tapestries and veiled curtains marking the entrances.
"Your grace," a maid rush to her, she smiled as she started to say. "I'm here for—"
But she was cut off sharply by a strong looking maid, "We'd get her my lady, wait here,"
Salviana blinked, "Okay," she mumbled as they turned away.
Salviana stood in the quiet hall, waiting as the maids acknowledged her presence with polite bows before disappearing inside to alert their ladies.
The air was thick with silence, almost too still, and an uneasy feeling crept up her spine.
