Who is the First Guest

*Ana*

We are in the middle of briefing in my study when the knock on the door interrupts us. It is Aunt Funda. And she seems to be in a hurry, as there is a rush to her step.

“Aunt Funda?” I start as Mykhol stirs up from the couch.

“Mother?” A loud yawn stretches Mykhol’s mouth, and he rubs his eyes.

Was he asleep? I am immediately disappointed. I thought he was just being quiet.

“Cousin,” I shake my head at him. But I’m already adjusting. Cousin must have gotten too comfortable on the couch, that’s all.

I will have to hold our next meeting at a table with hard chairs. I conclude before catching Admiral Nugen. He looks between Mykhol and Aunt Funda in silence, but I see a faint frown turn his lip. I should hurry this along so we can get back to work.

“Aunt Funda?” I notice she’s not carrying the silver letter tray. So she’s not here to bring mail. “What is it?”

“A guest,” Aunt Funda sounds a little haggard with a glance to Mykhol. “has arrived, your empress.”

“Already?”Mykhol l