The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 407

Athena had initially considered asking the gatekeeper to deliver the pastries to Xander, but thought better of it and carried them into the Xander Manor herself.

preoccupied with how to talk to Minister Beren about her grandfather that she failed to notice that someone was watching her intently from not far ahead.

From a corner of the long corridor, a regal, elegantly dressed woman fixed her gaze intently on Athena and murmured, “Is that Athena?”

The maidservant at her side replied respectfully, “Indeed, Your Highness, that is she.”

This noble lady was none other than Alexandra Cavendish, the Dowager Princess, who had freshly returned from her

retreat.

Pidence City was bitterly cold and plagued by frequent sandstorms. As she was sensitive to the cold, Alexandra deliberately went on the retreat. Had Xander not sought an imperial marriage decree for himself and Athena, Alexandra would not have returned to the Xander Manor so prematurely.

A flicker of surprise crossed Alexandra’s face. Remembering the kindness Athena had shown her, the fierce glint in her eyes softened considerably.

She instructed the maidservant at her side, “Invite Lady Athena to my quarters and tell her I have matters to discuss with

her.”

“Yes, Your Highness,” the maidservant said before she turned and left.

The maidservant intercepted Athena at the next corner gate. “Lady Athena,” she said respectfully.

Athena looked at the maidservant before her with surprise. Though she had visited the Xander Manor several times, she did not recognize this particular servant at all.

Athena stood her ground, eyeing the maidservant warily.

“Lady Athena, I am a servant serving Her Highness, the Dowager Princess. Her Highness wishes to speak with you and has specially asked me to extend her invitation.” Jane Brown spoke with measured composure, every gesture impeccably proper.

Athena set aside her doubts. Since the Dowager Princess herself had summoned her, there was no way she could refuse.

“But…” Athena hesitated as she looked anxiously at the pastry box in her hands, feeling a bit unsure.

Jane caught on quickly and asked, “Are the things in this box meant for Prince Xander?”

Athena nodded.

“Lady Athena, you may entrust the pastry box to me. I shall deliver it to His Highness on your behalf,” Jane assured.

Alexandra’s residence stood in stark contrast to Xander’s. While his exuded understated elegance, hers was flamboyant. The interior layout was virtually identical to that of the royal palace.

outside.

She looked toward the seat of honor, where Alexandra sat in lavish, resplendent robes upon a plush armchair, watching her with a subtle, knowing smile.

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