The pressure is on.
My first time drinking tea with other ladies and it had to be with my etiquette teacher and mother-in-law.
Well, not 'my' mother-in-law but you get the idea.
Oh, well, it's not like I won't be acting perfectly.
Pressure is nothing on me.
'Pour.'
Cleo diligently laid the snacks on the table whilst Aria started pouring each of our cup with fragrant Jasmine tea.
"I'm glad that His Majesty finally has someone to lean on." Lady Enver said, a bright smile on her face.
Lady Enver was happy about it and I would have returned her smile if not for the small detail I have caught on.
'His Majesty.'
She refers to her son with such distant title.
It's no fault of her own, though.
They are trying to hide the fact that Lady Lilith Enver is his mother.
Still…
I think… I understand.
The reason Azriel, no, Len was so adamant that I keep referring to him as I usually do.
It's a lonely life…
To have a name yet no one to call you fondly by it.
