Delia's pov

“Delia, please come with me,” Susanna saluted respectfully. She stood outside the door with a lantern in her hand and said to me.

“Can I go out now?” I asked, looking at Susanna as I sat at a table in front of the window.

“His Highness Kral is waiting for you in the hall. Please come with me.” Susann did not answer my question directly. She waved to the maid behind her to come in and freshen me up.

Sure enough. I'm not surprised by Susanna's reaction. In her mind, Kral's ...