Chapter 684. Theatrics
Barely a few minutes into the walk, they were interrupted by a servant. They were at the back of the castle, where the guards and the lords had retired from their usual training grounds, leaving the field empty. Jael glared at the servant, who walked up to them with their head bowed. He clearly wasn’t very pleased by the interruption. He got even angrier when he found out the reason for it.
"Tell her to get some rest," he said to the servant. "I will see her during the last meal."
The servant bowed and went back the way they had come. "Are you sure about this?" Mauve asked. "You haven’t seen your aunt in a while."
"I told you she isn’t my aunt," he refuted.
Mauve simply nodded, though a part of her wished she could be properly introduced to Lady Marceline now that she was Jael’s mate. Aunt or not, she was still family, his only family, excluding Louis.
"Are you okay?" he asked as she clung to him.
Mauve wondered if this was his way of checking if he had annoyed her with his words, but she wasn’t annoyed; she was just a little sad. "Yes," she said. "Thank you for this."
The rest of the walk was done in silence before they headed back to the castle. As it was already time for the last meal, they headed for the dining hall, and the instant they walked in, a figure sprinted toward them. Mauve let out a soft gasp as their path was blocked. It took her a moment to recognize, but when she did, her face softened.
"Lady Marceline," she said and slowly bent her knees. She recalled Danag telling her she was to bow to no one else except Jael, but this was different, right?