Autumn Hunt (3)
After feeding Lavinia, I return to the Hunt. I've been away less than an hour, but the atmosphere changed.
And not in a way I like.
I thought that, without control, the ladies would storm towards his majesty, looking for a way to attract his attention. He's right there, and he's supposedly interested in them.
However, the Emperor is talking with some nobles about some boring topic, and he doesn't even glance at any of the ladies.
The misses, on the other side, are looking around in search of potential suitors. The Emperor is one only, and he can have a single wife. At least, officially. They know the odds are not in their favour, so they look around in search of a backup plan.
And I hate to admit that the only potential backup plan is my husband. If only he wasn't already taken.
What are they looking here for? He won't divorce me, so they're wasting their time. And they should look for someone closer to their age, for goodness.