Bringing the cup down, Raavi watched Yara intently as the woman lifted her veil to drink her own tea. She does not understand the purpose of the coverings the Master of House Taaffeite is wearing. Although the woman’s veil is not of the same color as the Untouched, it is still unusual for Yara to wear it, considering the fact that she is the Master. Still, she does not want to intrude and ask. It’s already too much to ask for their presence in the palace. She does not want to appear that she’s using her authority just so she could intimidate the woman—that is the last thing she had in mind.
“Thank you for coming, Lady Yara,” Raavi finally broke the silence when minutes have already passed.
They were in one of the receiving rooms in the palace. The room was large with high ceilings and ch
