The next morning, as tea was served in the parlor, the discussion among the ladies naturally turned toward the Queen's punishment and downfall.
"I heard she conspired with her brother to slaughter the entire Spencer family," Charlotte remarked, raising her teacup to her lips. "Dethroning such a monster was the only fitting choice."
Eilika listened in quiet reserve, her gaze subtly shifting toward her mother-in-law, whose expression looked gloomy at the mention of the Queen's punishment.
"I believe it would be more prudent for us to refrain from discussing royal decrees in this setting," Eilika intervened smoothly, turning to instruct the attendant to refresh the empty porcelain cups around the table.
Charlotte set her cup down with a soft clink, offering a small, unabashed smile. "Your Grace, it is only natural for society to be curious about the affairs of the Crown."
"Indeed, yet the matter remains highly sensitive," Eilika answered with authority.
