Book 19: Chapter 68
Vera accepted the breakfast offered, but she prioritised caution over satiety. She was treated well. They wouldn’t provide her with such a luxurious home just to poison her; it wouldn’t make any sense. Reasoning so, she picked up breakfast in the end and, while eating, demanded, “I want to know where I am.”
The amber coloured drink was similar to tea. It was sweet, but it wasn’t sickening after a few sips. There was also some soft grilled food. It was different to bread, which underwent a lot of processing before it was served. If she had to describe it, it’d be grilled fruit.
“This is Travest, Princess Vera.”
“Travest?”
“Yes.”
Unfortunately, the answer only served to confuse Vera even further. She tried to put the puzzle together in her head: “Travest is Ikana’s imperial city, but why does Travest need me? Does kidnapping me serve a purpose? It’s too aggressive, isn’t it? If Ikana wanted me to come here, all she needed to do was say the word. Though I’m more surprised than I am angry, I do want Ikana to explain the situation to me.”
With her hunger satisfied, Vera regained her courage. She stood up and, in a loud voice, she demanded, “I am Troy Galadriel Rosvenor’s daughter, Vera. I am a descendant of the Galadriel tribe, a descendant of the Elven Queen. I hereby demand an audience with your King. Either Ikana or Abner will do!”
The maids packed up the tray then bowed: “Queen Ikana is on her way. She ordered us to deliver you your breakfast as well as prepare a room. We have completed our task. Queen Ikana is on her way.”
“The truth is I’ve already arrived.”