199 A Fiancé

Eleanora's eyes narrowed at the mention of a fiancé. She leaned back in her chair, an incredulous expression on her face.

"Fiancé?" she repeated, her tone laced with disbelief. "I don't remember meeting any fiancé. Have you found me a phantom to marry, Queen Rosalind?"

Queen Rosalind sighed, exchanging an exasperated glance with Lady Cordelia. "Eleanora, don't be difficult. You are engaged to Prince Augustus. I believe I have already made you aware of that! This is a significant alliance for the kingdom. This union will strengthen our ties, and you should consider the responsibility it entails."

"Yes. Yes And I've asked you multiple times where this prince is." Her lips curled into a mocking smile as she continued "Responsibility? You mean I can't wear ripped jeans to the royal wedding? What a tragedy that would be."