The sun had begun to set.
The smell of freshly prepared food filled the palace as the servants hurried around, making the final preparations for dinner. The tables were being arranged, the dishes were brought out, and the entire palace seemed busier than usual.
In her chambers, Queen Olga was being dressed by her servants.
As usual, she looked beautiful. Her hair was carefully arranged, and her dress suited her perfectly. She stood before the mirror while her ladies made the final adjustments.
Her lady-in-waiting approached and whispered something into her ear.
"The Grand Duke and Duchess have arrived, Your Majesty."
A small smile appeared on Olga's face.
"Really?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Olga looked at herself in the mirror once more.
"How lovely."
She seemed rather pleased by the news.
Meanwhile, Lydia and Ivan had just stepped out of their carriages.
The journey was finally over.
