In the greenhouse of the royal palace, a maid entered with a tea pot. She was shocked by a loud, joyous squeal. The tray almost slipping out of her hand, as she felt a sudden jolt. Once she had stabled her hold on the tray, she exhaled in relief.
Slowly, she walked ahead to the table from where the squeal had come. She elegantly filled the empty teacup for the crown prince of this kingdom.
Alastor had received a letter from Eleanore, approving his request to accompany him as his partner. He didn't expect that she would truly accept it, after his untimely proposal in the last ball. Thus, when he read the letter once, he couldn't stop himself from reading it over and over again.
"Good evening, Queen." The maid greeted the queen who had just arrived in the greenhouse.
