“Kara, I think I have a slight problem.” Raena sighed from her seat behind her desk, pushing away a strand of hair that had fallen in front of her face. They had quickly finished with work for the day — there hadn’t been that much to sign or go over since she had been diligently forced to do it every single day for the last week — and now Kara was preparing tea for them to enjoy before she had to go back to her maid duties.
“Oh, really? What is it now?” Kara asked from one of the couches. Raena joined her, sliding in her seat until she was half-lying, half-sitting. Kara lifted an eyebrow, taking a sip out of her tea.
“I think I like my husband,” Raena murmured, staring at the ceiling. Elene’s words wouldn’t leave her alone and with nothing else to do all day, she had been going over thei
