Chapter 138 You Don't Have To Get Used To It

The words were spoken to Percival, but they seemed equally meant to reassure himself.

By dusk, the rain eased for a while.

As night fell, it began again, a gentle, steady drizzle.

Grimwood Manor was enveloped in dampness.

That night, as Oriana was loosening her hair, Lina came in and said, "Her Majesty the Queen sends word. She invites Your Grace to the palace tomorrow afternoon for a talk."

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