Wilhelmina's Test (1)
Wilhelmina stood in the grand meeting room of Grafen's castle, her hands resting on the edge of a massive wooden table that held several maps and stacks of documents. Across from her, Arielle stood with her arms crossed, her expression confident yet wary. Around them, the room was filled with domestic officials, Lyan, and a few others, all observing silently. The atmosphere was tense—a test was about to begin, one that would determine whether Arielle was worthy of the role Lyan had given her.
Lyan stood at the back of the room, his arms folded across his chest, an amused smile playing on his lips. His gaze flickered between Wilhelmina and Arielle, sensing the subtle electricity in the air. This would be an interesting battle of wits.
Wilhelmina took a breath, her eyes meeting Arielle's directly. "Alright, Arielle. You've been given the title of stewardess, but titles alone mean nothing. Today, we're going to see if you have the capability to back it up."