Obsessing Over the Crown

Este was not happy with how her father was cheering on Mircea's plans. It was not ideal to kill people on the day of engagement, as per her beliefs. She knew Mircea liked violence as much as her father did, however this was a bit too much. She wondered how much more she would make Frey hate her. 

Mircea's head lady took efforts to bring them all chamomile tea to soothe their headaches. She was very kind, Este had noted. 

"I don't recall you telling me your name." Este remarked, sipping on the hot tea. Mircea glanced at her and then at her head lady who bowed and answered her, "It is Etna." She told her. Este nodded at her with a big smile. 

Two bulky men were running rather hastily in their direction. Este squinted her eyes to see if one of them was her mate, she had been worried about him since the moment he disappeared from her bed. 

"Your majesty." They huffed before they even stopped. And none of them looked like her mate. She sighed. Where was Athos?