As Abel approached Namarie, a hint of excitement danced in her eyes. She hadn't expected to be summoned by Prince Kael, but the prospect thrilled her.
"Abel, what brings you here?" Namarie asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Abel's expression remained neutral. "Prince Kael requests your presence, Namarie."
Without hesitation, Namarie followed Abel through the winding corridors of the manor, passing by ornate tapestries and glittering candelabras. They climbed a grand staircase, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the marble floors.
As they reached Prince Kael's chambers, Namarie's heart skipped a beat. She curtsied deeply, her head bowed in respect.
"Your Highness, I've heard you've called for me," she said, a smile playing on her lips.
Prince Kael's gaze met hers, his eyes piercing. "Yes, I did. I have something to discuss with you."