~Junia~
A soft knock at the door shattered the silence, drawing me out of my thoughts. It wasn’t the usual firm, commanding knock of a guard. This one was softer, almost hesitant, as though the person behind it was unsure, second-guessing their decision.
“Come in,” I called, trying to sound calm even though my pulse had picked up.
The door opened to reveal a young servant with wide eyes and fidgeting hands. He managed a small, nervous smile before giving a quick bow. “Queen Junia, His Highness has asked for you.”
I blinked. Xaphen? He never called for me outside our formal dinners or those stifling council meetings. My stomach twisted with a mix of hope and apprehension.
“Did he say why?” I asked, hoping for a clue.
The servant’s eyes darted around. “No, my lady. Only that I should t
