The day was relatively early when Daevi Baddenkur arrived at Light Tower Palace in a carriage sporting the Sigil of her House.
It was not a conspicuous arrival, and nobody had paid much attention to it, but as soon as she arrived, a eunuch whisked her off to visit the Su'Adrit's shared office with Cera Dionar Sarivi.
Ra'ni Baddenkur was feeling jittery, and her hands clenched into fists under her sleeves as she followed the eunuch.
Daevi Baddenkur was not very old, but she knew quite well that being summoned to the palace alone was not a good thing for her.
In a place where people did not hesitate to devour each other for power, she was being sent in alone, and it had not been long but her father's warning was still ringing clearly in her ears.
Win the Su'Adrit's favour and gain a foothold in the palace. That should not have been too difficult to do, right?