
“Is there something wrong, Your Highness?” Lady Micah asked him.
“You look…”
“Ridiculous?”
That wouldn’t have been his words for it. Not at all.
“I told my father not to force me to attend,” Lady Micah said. “I hope he regrets it. I am an Erembour. My place in is the shadows.”
And beside him, of that Bertrand was certain.