“Your wisdom is bountiful, your Imperial Highness. How would we manage to survive without you”
“Is that a threat, Lord Reinar?” Kora bristled beside Mira, hands reaching for her daggers.
“Of course not, your Highness.” Reinar smiled at them, but there was something off about it. “Merely an observation. Now, if you are finished, we will accompany you back to the palace. The Empress is expecting visitors.”
Who are the visitors? Is Mira really expecting them? What were Mira and Kora doing? So many questions…