At Cordon Castle.
"Hmm… So how is he fairing?"
Freya shook her head at the sudden question her mother gave her while they were inside the carriage. They had gone out to the Main Market to personally supervise everything they would need for the coming wedding, and her mother wanted to make sure that it would be grand, something that would surely be remembered by everyone for years to come. Having supervised all that was needed, they were now currently headed back to the castle.
"I don't know," she murmured with a blank expression. Her gaze then shifted out towards the window of the carriage.
"How come? Even I can see that Gideon is doing his best," her mother chortled, sparks coming out of the older woman's eyes. "Are you aware that he would even volunteer in the kitchen? He wanted to personally prepare dinner for you later. And I guess that includes me as well.."
