Chapitre 30: The Unknown Person [1]

Lexzandra walks up to the gathered ladies-in-waiting, her smile warm and inviting. "Welcome, everyone. I am delighted to have you here," she says, her voice carrying a melodic grace that enchants her audience. "Please, take your seats," she gestures to the elegantly arranged chairs around a lavish tea table.

As the ladies settle, Lady Lucy Laroche leans forward, her concern evident. "Your Highness, is your health truly well?"

Lexzandra smiles, her eyes twinkling with reassurance. "Thank you, Lady Lucy, for your concern. I am feeling much better."

Eunice McKinnian, with her fiery orange curls, interjects with a blunt tone, "Are you really ill or just faking it?"

An awkward silence falls over the room. The other ladies exchange uneasy glances, unsure how the princess will react to such a direct and potentially disrespectful question.