Priscilla’s father practically disappeared from his place, making a beeline for the main entrance where the royal carriage waited still. Seeing such strange behavior from the man I had come to know as a decent and taciturn man, I decided to follow him. But I made sure to send Aramis to tell Maria to fetch mother’s salts from her room first.
The young maid curtsied and left, sending one final longing look towards the main entrance.
Now I was even more curious. According to the novel, Aramis should have already been pretty smitten with the prince, but it didn’t appear to be so. She rather seemed much more interested in the man known as Gwyn.
Shaking my head at the changes to the story I practically memorized in the previous days, I followed Lord Veska to the spacious foyer, where he finally caught up with the attractive lord.