Elysia was grateful for the servant's interruption at the perfect time, even though it was only for a short time, she still appreciated it. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest and she needed to calm it down immediately. Her governess was diving into matters that were delicate to her heart, matters that she was scared to think about, for she was not ready for the truth.
"Are you alright, My Lady?" Rebecca asked, noticing Elysia's discomfort. She lifted the teacup to her lips, drawing a sip of the creamy tea.
"Yes I am." Elysia replied, a small smile gracing her lips. Her eyes were fixed on the cup placed in front of her, her throat felt dry, but she feared if she lifted the cup it would fall from her shaking hands.