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CHAPTER 258
~Zara's POV~
The morning light illuminated my chamber through the large windows, down to the thick silk, resting a beautiful view. However, the tranquillity of the scene was insufficient to quell the brewing storm within me.
Pacing back and forth across the rug, I wrung my hands together, my mind racing with thoughts of Zara. My daughter. My heart. My heir.
The door creaked open, and Courtney, my trusted lady-in-waiting, stepped inside. She bowed respectfully before speaking. "You called for me, my lady?"
I spun on my heel, nodding sharply. "Yes, I did. Come in, Courtney."
Courtney stepped closer, her expression curious but composed. "What is it you need, ma'am?"
I sighed and walked over to the adjoining sitting room in my chambers, motioning for her to sit, but she remained standing.
Resigning myself to her ever-proper nature, I sat down instead, my fingers tapping anxiously on the armrest. "First, tell me—what's my schedule for the day?"
