Let's Talk for a Moment

Chapter 197

With no other choice, Iveline eventually boarded the carriage drawn by horned horses.

She pressed her fingertips firmly against her throbbing temples.

Given the carriage's immense value, the lamps illuminating its interior shone brightly despite their small size.

Even so, her mind was as tangled as if shrouded in a thick fog.

'The current political maneuvering...'

Iveline bit her lower lip as she looked down at her hands folded demurely in her lap.

'How on earth am I supposed to smooth this over?'

It was obvious what would happen if she arrived at the banquet in a carriage that would be problematic even for a foreign dignitary.

The gossips would surely chatter like mad...