Chapter 258: The Problem of Marquess Corvin Hale
Lyria's POV
I could hear Phineas speaking calmly from outside the door.
"With respect, my lord," he said, his voice even and unhurried, "unless Her Highness gives her permission, no one is to step into her chambers. Especially not an unmarried man, regardless of his position."
Marquess Hale scoffed loudly.
"Every suitor candidate has been permitted to see the Princess," he said. "I am no different from the others."
Brayden spoke then, his voice deeper, rougher at the edges.
"No one has seen Her Highness directly, my lord. They have only delivered gifts and well-wishes at the door. If you wish to do the same, you are welcome to leave your offering."
There was a pause.
Then Corvin spoke again, his voice colder.
"I did not come here to leave an offering."
"Then I am afraid you cannot enter, my lord."
I sighed.
"H-he is not g-going t-to l-leave," I said to the maids.
