Even after living with Minerva for four years, Elara still hadn't grown used to the head maid's sudden appearances.
And what did she just say? Consummate?
Elara accepted the envelope with a stunned expression. Why on earth would she hand it over right in front of Prince Reynand?
"I hope you both prepare yourselves properly for the consummation ceremony, Your Graces. We'll assist you as best we can."
The moment the head maid had gone, silence settled between them. Elara turned the envelope in her hands, unsure what to say.
She wanted to hide, fearing her cheeks were already burning red under his gaze. But she couldn't let her husband see her this flustered. She wasn't that naïve girl from four years ago.
Clearing her throat, Elara opened the envelope and picked out the paper inside.
"So… the consummation is scheduled for five days from now. There's a list here of what needs to be prepared, Your Grace…" she said, her eyes fixed on the paper.
