"What's wrong?" Talieran panicked, quickly moving the plate away and looking at her anxiously.
"Feeling sick again? Are you tired? Should we go home?"
"It's nothing..." Elena steadied herself, waving her hand.
Before she could think further, a middle-aged man in court attendant clothing approached silently and bowed respectfully.
"Duchess Elena, Her Majesty requests your presence in the side chamber."
A private audience with the Empress.
Elena's mind sharpened, temporarily suppressing her physical discomfort and doubts. She looked at Talieran and quickly instructed, "Hans."
Butler Hans, who had been standing nearby watching the situation, immediately stepped forward.
Elena told Talieran, "I'm going to see Her Majesty. Stay with Hans, he'll take care of you. Wait f
