Lucille
With my mistress at my side, we rode the two hours to Molave City in silence. My thoughts were stirred, and my emotions scattered like particles in a cyclone. The tears I'd shed in Roman's bedchamber were dried, my makeup reapplied, and my mask in place.
As our cars neared the southern capital, the gray sky began to break, offering fractured glimpses of light blue. And yet my emotions were far from brightening.
It wasn't long after Roman left Annabella that I received the call. Instead of speaking to one of his advisors, King Theo called me himself. He advised due to the prediction of incoming inclement weather, I should immediately head to Molave City. With the forecast of another heavy snow in the elevations, he didn't want me unable to travel to the palace for the upcoming
