Kalaris
When the two of us reached my bedroom, a servant was inside. “Milady, are you hungry? We’ve captured several animals for the evening.”
Peering at the youngling, I recognized her. It was Nissa. “Right, well, I would like my meal in my room. I need to speak with Rina. Make sure no one disturbs us.”
She closed her eyes and angled her head down. Nissa left the room.
Catarina plopped down on my bed. It was ungraceful. My brows furrowed. “Catarina Tealia Mumiani! You are a queen in training. You don’t drop on the furniture. You gracefully descend.”
Her brows knitted. “Mother, when have I ever been graceful about sitting? It’s just sitting. There’s no way to do it gracefully.”
Angling my left brow. I crossed the room in measured steps. When I reached my bed. Slowly and with the s
