"Is there a guest?" Fiona Schmidt smiled faintly, staring at the Chief Steward.
Billyan nodded, then truthfully reported, "It's... the Princess Consort."
The Princess Consort? Fiona raised an eyebrow, understanding in her heart that the Princess Consort was Harley.
"Is it custom that the Queen stays in the main hall on the third night?" Fiona's expression was still calm, showing no discernible emotion.
Billyan could hear the sarcasm in her words, his face changed, feeling a bit anxious. After all, this woman was the one the King cared most about, and he knew it was best to make her avoid the situation.
"Miss..." He lowered his head, his expression starting to become stiff, but he had to brace himself to speak, "Miss, it is normal for the Princess Consort to visit the King's chamber. If you have no other matters, please..."
The Chief Steward couldn't finish his sentence, feeling that he was truly courting death as he was trying to drive away the woman the King loved most!
