Will go to war

Belle allowed the maids to tend to her, choosing not to resist. Dismissing them would only burden Maddie, who oversaw the women of the castle. Though the idea of personal attendants unsettled her, having only ever had Mia as her maid back at the Duke's estate—she decided to endure it for Maddie's sake.

Once dressed, she made her way toward the dining hall, her maids trailing closely behind.

As she neared the entrance, a maid came rushing toward her, breathless by the time she reached her side.

"Your Grace, your presence is requested in the side hall," the maid relayed, causing Belle's brows to furrow.

The side hall?

Could it be Hezekiah? But if he wished to speak with her, why not summon her to his chambers or the garden?

"What is this about?" She asked, watching as the maid hesitated, shifting her fingers anxiously.

Belle's frown deepened. So, it isn't Hezekiah? The only other possibility was the twelve elders.