The castle had grown eerily quiet compared to how lively it had been a few hours earlier. Layla picked up the tray from the counter, after having emptied the vial Miria gave her into the tea pot that is, and casually strolled through the hallways whilst enjoying the silence. She may have suggested a winter ball, but the liveliness had gotten under her skin and she had not been able to enjoy the tranquility for a while.
She came across no one other than Yelena, who simply nodded at her as she was on her way upstairs to her room. Layla responded through a smile, and once Yelena was out of sight, the smile instantly dropped as she thought back to the conversation she had with the other wives. To think that Yelena was capable of jealousy, especially towards Creed. Had she forsaken her love fo
