Chapter 49
The room murmured as the woman rose, her eyes wet and she looked at me gratefully.
"Thank you, thank you, my Queen. Thank you," she said and reached for me.
“Call me, Lady Mara,” I insisted quietly, feeling more confident with that title.
I held my hand out to her embracing her in the hug that Erik taught me, our foreheads touching.
"You're welcome. What is your name?"
She squeezed my forearms and began to cry some more.
"I am Synne," she replied. "I am so sorry... so sorry for daring to sit in your throne."
"Enough with that. Go and clean up. Then come back. I will help you," I told Synne in broken Draygonian, hoping she would understand my intent.
She nodded and squeezed my forearms once more than left the room. The entire entourage that was sitting around watching the proceedings stood eerily silent as they watched the woman leave.