Chapter 32: Seize The Human!
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The central part of the palace was where the Chambers of the Queen Mother privately occupied. This part of the quarters was off-limits to all servants, except for the Chamberlain and the high servants of the Palace who usually come around to maintain the decency of the place. Her families were also excluded, while the rest needed to seek approval from the Queen Mother before stepping into her quarters.
Entering the gallery room by the right, Grandmother Abrielle’s displeased expression was one Ivan already saw coming as he stepped inside the spacious space, the gallery room was brightly-lit with chandelier light.
Abdiel stood beside his Mother as he rested against the walls filled with priceless paintings, arms crossed, and his reaction to the current atmosphere was indifferent.
"You asked for me." Ivan stood in front of his grandmother, pretending to be unaware of her reasons for calling him over to her gallery, but Grandmother Abrielle knew her grandson a little too much to fall for his outrageous antics.
"Who is that girl? And don’t ask me who cause I am speaking about the one you brought with you. Where did she come from?" Grandmother Abrielle asked her grandson whose eyes kept fleeting to his uncle, and then he said. "She’s my pet."
"That is a human, Ivan, not a pet." She corrected, but Ivan raised an inquiring brow like she was missing the whole point.
"I found her, bought her, owned her, she’s patently my pet."
"Urgh! Forget it, servant, slave, pet, she is still not of royalty. Do I need to remind you of the rules of our palace? Young Man?" Her expression turned sour, "having any form of relationship with a servant will not make her your wife, but your concubine. Your actions tonight will send the wrong message to our guests, and I have a feeling you exploited this behavior to escape choosing a bride, or am I wrong?"
"I asked Ivy to marry me." Ivan plainly retorted, unfazed by his grandmother’s glowering gaze. "I have no wish to ruin the reputation of any maiden by turning them to my concubine. My marriage proposal with Ivy is based majorly on politics, so do not worry." There was a deeper meaning to his statement that left Grandmother Abrielle feeling slightly discomfited, but she immediately composed herself, acting clueless.