When the next day came, it was already time for the delegation to leave, and Rowan stood outside to send them off as they gathered before him. "Thank you for your hospitality, your majesty" Marek said, and the others inclined their heads in agreement.
"It is nothing," Rowan answered calmly. "I hope I get to hear from Merovia soon concerning plans to begin operations," he added.
"Definitely," Marek replied, and they shook hands as a formal sign of agreement between them.
Rowan's gaze then shifted to Rosalind, and they exchanged brief bows, her lips carrying a faint smile, and at least this time it was nothing like before when she had left in anger.
Though she had not yet given him an answer after yesterday, he still held on to hope that things would work out between them, not knowing how, but simply believing that they would.
After that, they boarded the carriage, and he stood watching until they disappeared completely from sight before finally turning away.
