Aria's pov
His words sank in and I nodded. He was right. Those ministers were pissed but I made my point across so it wouldn't come as a surprise to them when I take charge in the court.
"I get your point,"
He looked at the time and sighed, "I am afraid this concludes it for now. I think you have another lesson in a few minutes. We would pick up from where we stopped next time,"
"Thank you, this was truly what I needed to stimulate my brain."
The maid knocked and let herself in telling me it's time to go. I gave Geoffrey a smile before I walked out.
The embroidery room was warm and filled with the soft hum of conversation, the scent of wool, and the sound of needles and threads working through fabric.
