Eliza got to her feet looking morose.
"Eliza? Get yourself together… go home and freshen up… rest a little, alright? We will see tomorrow night then…" Kane said as he touched her chin a little and walked out of his chambers – letting Eliza leave whenever she felt up to it.
* * *
In the meeting, the queen was the last to arrive. She sauntered into the meeting room with that air of superiority and elegance. Her poise was something to write home about as she walked with her chin in the air and her spin as erect as a pole.
"Who called this meeting and to what end?" she asked as she strolled in.
One of her maids quickly went ahead of her to arrange the chair that was at an elevated place. There were two high chairs there for the king and the queen. She sat on the one that belonged to her and intertwined her fingers as she faced the men in front of her. She could spot her son who sat on his chair to her right and the rest of the council members in front of her.
