Selena POV

“Good morning, Princess Zara,” they all said in unison the moment we stepped into the open field.

“Morning,” Zara replied with a calm but expectant expression. She didn’t move, didn’t speak further, just stood there as if waiting. I glanced around. Why are we still standing here? Zara’s voice sharpened. “You all, don’t you see someone beside me?”

“We did, Your Highness,” they answered immediately. “Then why aren’t you greeting her?” Zara’s tone dropped ...