“Absolutely not!!! What are you thinking???”
Despite having expected this reaction, Kalliope was slightly taken aback by Venus' outburst. Queen Virille, on the other hand, seemed much calmer.
"Does this have to do with the assassination attempt last night?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Malus' voice was just as measured.
The Prince had suggested to appeal for their departure in a more formal setting. And so, here they were, at Queen Virille's morning court. Malus had even donned his Crown Prince regalia, the ceremonial armours that he wore when proposed to Kalliope, a circlet of silver and sapphires upon his proud brows. Kalliope was in a black gown to match, satin with a silver dragon embroidery coiling around her bodice, one of the many gifts from Caelora, her long hair adorned with the ice p
