223 You Are Betraying Isidorus

Even though he didn't feel like hearing her, her request for audience with him in private was something he was curious about. He guided her to a small room on the side of the hall. As they walked together, they attracted a lot of strange glances.

When they went inside, Mihr closed the door behind him. It was a small room with green carpet, which looked like grass. There was only one small table flanked by four comfortable sofas on all sides. It looked like a tearoom.

Adrianna didn't sit. She walked to a sofa and stood behind it. She was the first to talk. "I know that you are opposed to me being the queen," she said and sipped her wine looking nonchalant.

Mihr pursed his lips. He went to sit on the sofa opposite her.

"However, I have a small proposition that I think may interest you."