"You're not going to ask anything? We are only a few minutes away from arriving to the main palace," Anastasha looked at Rasmus who was sitting across from her in the carriage. "There will be a lot of people in there, and if I can be honest with you..." She paused as she looked at the palace at the peak of the mountain. "I have nothing much of information to share with you."
"Relying on information is necessary, but most of the time, improvising is the game changer," Rasmus answered as he kept reading the notebook in his left hand. "Just tell us what you want to do in the gathering," he pointed out as he flipped the page.
Anastasha hummed and nodded as she thought of an answer to the question. She knew that all of her siblings would attend, and most of them wanted her dead. Not only that, her father also had decided to go against her climbing the ladder of power. That also meant that the elders, the branch families, everyone in the gathering would point their blades at her.
