Chapitre 64: Leaving her breathless

When Sullivan returned to the manor that evening, he was immediately greeted by a strange, lingering scent—an exotic aroma that permeated the air.

He slowed his steps, his eyes flicking to the servants, particularly those from the Queen's manor who had clearly been stationed there for a reason.

Among them, Lady Agatha stood out, her presence a clear indication of something serious. His feet came to a halt as she stepped forward with her usual grace.

The servants all bowed deeply in respect, and Lady Agatha followed suit before straightening to address him. "Your Highness," she began in her smooth and authoritative voice. "By the Queen's command, it is imperative that you and Princess Dahlia consummate your marriage tonight."