"Why do you look so upset? Didn't have a good chat?"
Carson Flores rose from the bed, looking at Selah Ellison with concern.
Selah had been invited by a masked woman to the room next door for tea. When she returned, her expression was noticeably unsettled.
Selah sighed, "No, it's just that I'm feeling... a bit annoyed."
Carson reached out and took Selah's hand, leading her to sit on a nearby chair. He sat across from her, smiling, "Care to tell me about it?"
Selah looked at Carson and sighed, "Cirelle Moonshadow is not willing."
Carson blinked, pondering for a couple of seconds, "Are you talking about her marriage?"
Selah nodded, "Yes, they say she's being sent for marriage, but in reality, she's being sent as compensation..."
Carson raised an eyebrow, "From her demeanor, she doesn't seem to be of a low status. That Oberon Foster seems quite powerful, and those guards aren't weak either."
