It was now the fourth day since Anastasia went back to her old chambers.
Caspian was getting ready to head to the throne hall for the meeting even though he wasn’t looking forward to it.
He had called for Percy. And when he arrived at the dressing chamber, Caspian asked him sourly, “Is she doing fine without my interference in her life?”
Percy bowed and replied, “I don’t think anyone would be completely fine without their husband’s presence.”
Caspian raised his brows and asked, “So, you’re not going to ask me to give her some more time today? Am I finally allowed to see my wife? Has her anger finally subsided?”
Percy wasn’t an expert on women’s behavior, but he tried his best to answer his King, “In my opinion, the Queen should have calmed down by now. But as far as I know, Her Majesty has been reading non-stop. So I don’t really know whether it’s a good sign or bad. Why don’t you ask Her Majesty yourself, my King?”