It had been nearing to an hour till she waited for him under the sun. It was getting and the few of the present were sending her pitiful looks. By now she understood enough of Tejas language to know they were talking about her. And even if she did not, she could still read their expressions.
Then one of the meekest maids of the bunch standing in the vicinity, stepped closer to her. “Your H-Highness?”
Shirina glanced at her from the corner of her eyes.
“Should I contact someone at the Emperor’s office? They will let us know when His Majesty would be coming to visit you.”
Shirina had thought about it too. But then had made he decision to not to.
And to be honest, she was not hurt. Her father had done the exact same thing often. She was used to being disappointed. She was used to knowin
