ANDREW bowed slightly, respecting her decision.

"As you wish, my lady," then he turned to leave the room, ready to carry out her instructions.

Before he could exit, Lady Frances called out to him.

"Wait, Andrew,” he sharply turned back to her, “bring Orlanda's letter to me. I want to keep it close."

With the speed of light, he retrieved the letter and handed it to Lady Frances.

"Here you go, my lady," he said.

She collected it, a small smile laced on her face. Andrew was about leaving when something struck him, and he stood straight.

“My lady, is there anything else I need to do, aside announcing the...