The fabric didn’t reflect the light to enhance her complexion. On the contrary, it was a sharp contrast to her powder white skin. If custom didn’t demand that she mourn for her husband, there would be no way of getting her into a black gown. It was such an awful color. How many more days must she wear this awful color? “Sayan should be at his coronation ceremony by now.” Essa said to her servant. “I think wearing black to such an occasion is offensive. I want to look my best today.” “I will help you get dressed, my queen.” The servant replied. “However, I must inform you that his majesty left the palace early in the morning.” “Where did he go? Will he miss his own coronation ceremony?” “He left with Lady Nala.” The servant replied. “I don’t think he had any intention of attending.” “Lady Nala? The girl is not even a noble! She’s just a lowly dancer!
