Isabel and her sister Maria were looking over at the commencing ceremonies in the coronation of the new Maratha king. Harsha had filled them in about the events and delegates in the ceremony.
She could see separate and higher seating for the Emperor and beside Harsha sat a beautiful woman; she was taller than Harsha and looked muscular but her features were sharp and she carried a regal aura.
Isabel could see them conversing and smiling to each other. Somehow the exchange of pleasantries made her somewhat angry at Harsha.
"Sister, don't stare too much. Other's are looking over at us."
"Fine... who is that woman, though?"
Pedro followed the sisters silently. He was instructed to speak only when necessary.
"Lady, that woman is the current queen of the Yadava kingdom and one of the closest ally of the Empire."
"How do you even know about it?" Isabel glanced back.