After several rounds of the open grounds, Heena paused and came to a stop in front of the stables.
Seraphina was there, changing water buckets. Her stomach was slightly showing now—the pregnancy becoming more visible.
Heena looked at her as she dismounted and said cheerfully, "Ah! How are you, Lady Seraphina?"
There was a smile on her face.
Seraphina paused, turned to look at her, and greeted stiffly, "I greet Your Majesty."
Heena looked at her and said, "Well, you don't look so great to me. How are you feeling? Looking at you, you seem... well enough, considering."
Seraphina looked at her and said with barely controlled anger, "Of course, Your Majesty. You've thrown me here to work in stables. But I have to ask you, Your Majesty—do the consorts know that you've thrown me here?"
Heena paused, looked at her, then burst into laughter.
"Lady Seraphina, you're quite naive, aren't you?"
Seraphina frowned.
