Primrose chuckled softly. "You're overthinking it. Maybe I'm just lucky, that's all."
She began turning the wheels of her chair, trying to make her way toward the couch across from her bed. But when she struggled a bit, Raven quietly stepped behind her and gently took over, pushing the wheelchair without saying a word.
"What can I help you with, Your Majesty?" Raven asked. "I doubt you called me here just because you were bored."
She stopped once they reached the couch. As the Marchioness sat down beside her, Primrose finally spoke, "It's about my husband."
She fidgeted with her fingers, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "To be honest, at first, I just wanted to ask you to look into my past life again … but now, I can't help but wonder if my relationship with Edmund in this lifetime will really be alright."
