Zahra's eyes widened at the sight of Issac seated there, his expression unreadable.
"Issac?!" Her voice echoed with confusion and disbelief as she entered the audience room slowly.
She had not been informed of this meeting; the maid who led her here had been tight-lipped, merely stating that the queen dowager wished to see her.
Zahra felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach when she heard the servant's words.
She knew she had no choice but to obey the queen dowager's summons; angering her could have dire consequences.
So, with a deep breath to steady her feelings, Zahra composed herself and approached Issac.
"Your Highness," Issac stood up and bowed to Zahra.
Zahra looked at Issac, shocked. He didn't bow to her and greet her in such a polite way.
She understood what was happening once her gaze fell on Queen Dowager Emera and Queen Sameera who were seated a little further inside the hall.