Days passed as Ariana and Zavren sat in the throne room, with Leah standing quietly by their side. Not long after, a soft knock came at the door, and Raven entered with a respectful bow.
"Your Majesty, the seer has arrived," he announced.
Zavren gave a curt nod, and Raven bowed once more before quietly turning to leave.
Ariana wore a lavender gown—her usual preference—light and easy to move in, unlike the heavier dresses she knew she'd have to get used to for formal events.
Zavren was dressed in his royal attire—a regal top and matching pants.
At last, the door slowly opened.
As the lady entered, Ariana's eyes widened slightly. Where had she seen this face before? She racked her brain.
Oh yes—this was the gray-haired woman who had congratulated her on her wedding day.
Wait… she was the seer! Ariana could hardly believe it. It truly was a small world. Who would have thought she would meet this stranger again the lady who her eyes had caught from afar from her seat that day?
