As we discussed plans, Daniel appeared at the end of the corridor and approached us. The respect in Allan's greeting and Daniel's acknowledgment of both Allan and me showcased the delicate dynamics within the castle.
"I'll talk to the king about your idea, Queen," Allan informed me before taking his leave with a wave.
"Thank you," I called after him, realizing the weight of decisions was shared.
Alone, I stood before the dining room door, my meeting with Vallen for afternoon tea on the horizon.
"I have not seen you today," Daniel observed.
"Busy day. The life of a queen is more demanding than you can imagine," I replied.
"Perhaps easier than a beta's life," he said, offering a friendly smile.
"Sure," I smiled back, starting to walk away, when Daniel called my name:
"Daliah!"
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