A Compromise

Two days later, Raquel was sitting in the library, having recovered from her magic fever. Lady Liana still kept an eye on her, not wanting Raquel to move around much, but at least they weren’t fighting about Raquel getting out of bed.

As Raquel went through the mail many noblewomen had sent her over the past few days, Iris suddenly appeared at her side.

“Your highness, someone has requested a visit with you.” Iris stated.

Raquel looked up from the mail Mary had just handed her and frowned. She hadn’t been expecting any guests and even if she wasn’t, there was no one she was close enough to that they would visit the mansion unexpectedly.

“Who is it?” Raquel asked, placing the mail on the coffee table next to her.

“Lord Eric.” Iris replied. “He said that he has something urgent to speak to you about.”

Raquel pursed her lips at the words. If she recalled correctly, Lord Eric was the heir to the Einar Duchy and that he was quite the schemer. At least that is what Ryker told her.