Chapter 133: Worries
"I am worried, husband," Elys said as she shut her book close. "It has been a day since Cordelia took the mission that I gave her to tail Lady Catalina’s activities."
The young queen put down the book she was reading and started to pace around the queen’s bedchamber.
After they had announced the shifting and anointing of new positions of palace officials and staff, Elys insisted that she must immediately begin weeding out potential enemies and allies by having her chosen ladies in waiting meet her the very next day.
The queen’s bedchamber was elaborately furnished, a queen-sized bed and a walk-in closet as with a huge collection of dresses from the previous queen.
’We will need to get herself tailored clothes that fit her,’ Aleksander pondered as they first walked into the bedchamber for the first time earlier that day.
As of the moment, Aleksander’s eyes followed his wife’s agitated marching.
Her footsteps were heavy, and the dark atmosphere outside with the raging storm wasn’t helping too.
The young king released a heavy sigh and then stood up from the couch to grab her hand and prevent her from biting of her nails off.
"Have some faith in your maidservant, wife," Aleksander said. "Come sit down and have a cup of warm tea and some snacks. Food will make you feel better and ease your anxiety."
"I am not anxious," Elys instantly countered.
Aleksander only chuckled and pulled her to the couch.