“Fhran Noollark is here?” Morielle brows were raised in disbelief.
It was early morning, and Seliz told her that the special master trainer of the rrakku in the Yet’hoda army was there to see her.
“He’s now being escorted to the garden, as ordered by King Raithen, since he’s not alone. Your husband suggested you and he would have breakfast together with your Yet’hoda visitors,” Seliz added. “Rhovatt Jaggut, Rhovatt Xork and Sudrig are with him now.”
“Oh, they’re here, too? But breakfast is our time together with our family. Are they also invited over?”
“I’m afraid not, Varushta. They will eat separately in their own rooms and palaces, but you will all have lunch together later instead. They’re already informed, as per the king’s command.”
Morielle nodded and climbed down the bed to pr
