CXXIII: feeling bored

She swallowed again before raising her head and met the oracle's gaze. "I hope the king will be alright. I am not ready to be a widow."

To her astonishment, the oracle stretched her hand to her and held it before patting it gently. "The king will be fine," the oracle assured her.

She smiled in appreciation despite how weird she felt about the sudden contact and touch.

When the sacrifice was over, she invited Theresa to ride with her. She told one of her ladies to give the order.

"Your highness," the woman greeted her with a bow of her head standing outside the door of the carriage.

Seeing the beautiful woman whose head was bowed to her respectfully, she began rethinking her decision to ask the woman about everything that happened.

She was not sure if it was right for her to but after a few seconds of hesitating, she invited her in.

The woman looked shocked and unwilling but since it was an order from her, the woman entered her carriage.