Lady Sophia tapped her feet slowly on the floor as she watched the grand entrance. The sun was starting to set already, but there was no sign of Prince Alexander. The servants around were talking already, wondering if she had only been imagining things, and he was not going to return today.
He, after all, was scheduled to return in a few days.
"My Lady, it is chilly outside. You should..."
"No," she said, her tone final. She was waiting here, even if her feet turned sore from the standing. He had promised her he would come, and she knew he would. He had never lied to her.
She swallowed down the various implications of that. She, after all, would have to depart from him if she entertained the thought that he was innocent. Her being here was of no use at all.
She gave a long sigh, then
