"What brings you here?" she inquired, perching herself on the chair designated for the Duke. "Denys, have we received any correspondence from their Empires?" she inquired.
"No, my lady," came the reply.
Rosalind shifted her focus from Martin to Brinley, who was visibly restraining himself from hurling another insult her way.
"Do we have a reason to declare our presence?" Martin queried.
"I don't recall granting the north to the Seven Families," Rosalind responded. "Denys, did that occur in the past?"
"No, my lady," Denys confirmed.
With a smile on her face, Rosalind redirected her attention towards them. "So... would you kindly enlighten me as to why representatives from the seven families arrived at the Rothley Estate without so much as a prior notice?"
"How arrogant," Brinley sneered. "I've heard that the wedding hasn't even taken place, and yet you carry yourself with such importance. I wonder, what would befall you if I were to accidentally harm you right now?"
