Queen Marine and Lady Rose sat at a small round table inside what looked like a private library. Bookshelves surrounded them on every wall, stacked all the way to the ceiling. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, falling across the wooden floor in warm streaks. Ceramic cups of tea sat steaming beside a small white kettle. Both women sipped their tea like they owned the place, completely relaxed, even though this room was very much not theirs.
A sharp female voice sliced through the peaceful silence.
"What are the two of you doing here?"
Clack. Clack. Clack.
Footsteps echoed as the owner of the voice walked into view. A young girl, no older than fifteen, stepped out from between the shelves, dressed in mage robes. Her black hair was tied into a tight bun and large round spectacles sat on her nose. Even tired, with clear shadows under her eyes, her beauty was impossible to hide. Her expression however was pure irritation.
