Earlier, after a small argument with Radulf, Zenna found herself pacing restlessly on the balcony of her chamber. "He can hurl hurtful words at me without hesitation, but the moment I said something, he's the one who gets upset," she scoffed, her voice laced with irritation.
Her fists clenched and unclenched as she tried to suppress the anger that threatened to overwhelm her. She paused, gazing at the distant horizon for a moment before calling out, "Pia!"
Within seconds, Pia, Zenna's loyal lady-in-waiting, entered the room.
"Is everything alright, Luna?" Pia asked, her expression marked with concern.
Zenna turned to face her. "Yes, Pia. I just… I need to know something."
"Of course, Luna. What would you like to know?" Pia asked without hesitation, ready to assist Zenna in any way.
"Did Radulf's father not commit treason?" Zenna asked.
