Raena let out a tired sigh as she turned to the beautiful garden stretching before her. More lamps had been brought in for the occasion, and the gardeners had made sure there wasn’t a single flower out of place. The weather was nice too, without a single cloud in the sky.
She had snuck out of the party a few minutes ago, tired of playing the fool while people gave her compliments or tried to pry information about her husband or her father. Ramor had been dragged away and forced to socialize, so she could no longer use him as a shield to avoid conversations. She had spotted Lara looking at her, so she thought it prudent to get out of there before that woman approached her. She wasn’t in the mood for her backhanded compliments.
It wasn’t that she was afraid of Lara. Even if the concubine w
