Dresses, drama & a death (1)

"Fine, I will not stay where I am not wanted," Tobias gave up on staying for dinner. "I have already eaten anyway." 

"Sally, see to it that the king is safely returned to whatever he used to come here, and do not leave the front door until you have seen him exit my gates," Edgar ordered Sally.

"Yes, duke. This way, Your Highness," Sally's hand trembled as her nervousness increased now that she was to escort the king out of the house. Why would the duke make her walk with the king when she just fainted because of him? Had the duke missed when she fainted? Had they not seen it happen as Alessandra said? 'I might be able to live,' she happily thought.

"Are you serious, Edgar? The duke and duchess will not walk me out? Instead, you're going to have the person who just fainted walk me to the door? What am I to do if she faints again? She looks as if she's about to do it again," Tobias pointed to Sally when her body looked as if it was swaying.