Hazel was surprised . She had really expected the queen to be more encouraging than Zylvia . After all, the queen had actually married the man she loved, while Zylvia ended up in an arranged marriage . But instead Fayre had implied it was a bad idea while Lady Zylvia had encouraged her to prove herself to her knight . Maybe she had misjudged the woman .
The young princess looked at the two older women . Fayre was nodding, agreeing with what Zylvia had said, "Alright, so show him that I really am interested in him? How would I do that?"
Fayre frowned in thought, "Be honest with him, is what I would suggest . And don't contradict yourself . "
AdvertisementHazel nodded, "I need to tell him more explicitly?" She didn't doubt it . . . Asrar was an incredibly dense man .
"That is a start . You can't really get a relationship if you don't let him know you want one . But there is more to it as well . " Fayre said gently .
"More to it?" Hazel furrowed her brow . How long would it take? She was willing to work for her beloved knight's affections but she was also a little impatient to achieve it .
"Well, love is both incredibly simple and extremely complicated . " Lady Zylvia smiled, a gentle look in her eyes, "It needs to be cultivated and nurtured . And yet it can sprout from the simplest things . " There was a look in the woman's eyes as if she was remembering something .
" . . . Okay anything else you would suggest?"
Zylvia gave a sharp nod . "If you want a relationship with a sorcerer, you have to accept what he is . He can't help it, sorcerers are born with magic . "
Hazel had heard this before but had never really realized it was true . She could see why Asrar had been upset with her, and felt guilty . All the little things she had said against magic must have made him feel terrible . She still wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea of magic, but she trusted Asrar and knew that he would never hurt her . As such she could accept that he was a sorcerer, even if it had upset her .
"Of course, thankfully I care about him enough to accept everything about him . His moodiness and its cause . "
The entire morning the two woman continued giving her relationship advice . It was truly surprising just how much Zylvia knew .
When they decided to eat something, Asrar joined them outside the door . He acted like she had not given him any reason to think she was interested in him . She wondered how long he could live in denial though .
Going into the dining hall, she saw Zylvia's husband, Kaldrek sitting . He was pouring over some book with a plate of half eaten food .
Zylvia sighed and shook her head, though she had a fond smile on her face . The woman walked over to her husband, and sat beside of him, "So how is work coming, my lord?"
She watched as the King's advisor jumped a little . He looked at his wife and an instantly brightened up, "Well enough, I needed to take a slight break though . "
"Are you going to finish your food?" She was frowning at him . Sometimes Hazel found herself wondering at just how comfortable these two were with each other . She had noticed that their faces always seemed to light up whenever they saw each other, as if they enjoyed spending time together .
Chapter end
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