"Your Majesty, are you alright? That's your ninth sigh in the short span of five minutes." Archen said, focused on his work, placing a paper he finished signing on top of a huge stack.
Why are you keeping count?
"I'm alright."
"Is it the wild flowers on your vase? Should I have the maid exchange them for more fragrant ones?"
"No. That's unnecessary."
They're flowers I was planning on giving your sister's maid. She said she was.
It's uncommon for commoners to have knowledge on riding horses. Sienna had great posture too and it was clear she is an experienced rider.
My fingers reached out to the vase, gently touching the pink petals. Her cheeks had the same color then…
I coughed, catching Archen's attention.
"Your sister, how does she look like?"
"Pardon?" Archen raised his head finally and turned to me, his forehead creasing, "All of a sudden?"
