Chapter Sixty Three

The walk to the royal dining room felt like a walk of death to Elena. She held onto her tray tightly, following other maids as they headed to the room. Once they reached, Elena was greeted by a long table. She wondered if Firoza was joining them and who else was because the table was too big for just the royal family. Before Calhoun had returned, his parents ate at a much smaller table. Now that she thought of it, perhaps he was having a royal meeting. Hopefully, he would be too busy to notice her there.

She took a stand by the side of the table, where all the maids stood as they waited for the table's occupants. Elena could feel her legs shaking. She didn't know why she was afraid. Wasn't it better if she knew what Calhoun's response to her might be and got it over with? Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself, then silently waited for the room's occupants.

The first guests to walk in were some of the king's advisers. Elena had seen them when Calhoun's father he