"My lady," Amanda called, the moment she spotted Mira stepping out of her room.
Mira didn't stop, didn't hesitate.
"My lady," Amanda called again, rushing to catch up with her. "The hall is the other way."
Mira didn't look at her.
"I'm not having dance classes today Amanda," she said softly. "I'll be training with the King."
Amanda's brows pulled together.
"The King?" Amanda echoed.
Mira finally slowed, just enough to glance at her.
"Yes," she said simply. "Is there a problem?"
Amanda hesitated, her fingers tightening around the fabric of her dress.
"No, my lady," she said carefully. "It's just... unexpected."
Mira gave a small nod, already turning away.
"Get used to it."
And with that, she continued down the hall, heading to his office.
He wasn'
