"Mate..." she repeated, her eyes lingering on Egon's suddenly rigid expression.
Rauul frowned and turned to Egon. "You yourself confirmed that Lady Larissa de Lanark is undoubtedly his mate. Why is Lady Adelaide unaware of something so crucial?"
Egon clenched his teeth and spoke through them. "Rauul..."
Adela looked away from Egon. "I understand and respect your hesitation to share your family's secrets... I also respect my sister's privacy, and I won't pry into their affairs."
I should have asked her directly. She thought with remorse. Learning such private information about her sister from someone else's mouth was not something she desired.
"My Lady, feel free to ask me anything. I am here to serve you," Rauul offered, casting a sharp glance in Egon's direction.
"It's too late. The guards are approaching," Egon interjected, glancing at Rauul. "Go back the way you came. I will accompany her to her chambers."