Princess Athine?
The one every noble whispers about? The most beautiful girl of her generation? The one countless lords have sought, only to be refused, by her or by Garius himself, for reasons no one understands?
But before Kayra could dwell further, she noticed the maid escorting her tapping the device on her ear.
"Hmm? Yes, Sir Alf?"
"Mm… Understood. I will inform her."
"Yes… we are already en route."
"Pardon, Sir Alf, but Princess Athine was just here."
"Mm… Very well, Sir Alf. I will relay that now."
The maid turned to Kayra. "Lady Kayra, we must proceed to the throne hall. The prince has indicated that if there is further delay, he will adjourn, and the audience will be postponed."
Kayra's eyes widened. "The prince? Not King Garius himself?"
"Ah, yes, my lady. You will be received by Prince Javier."
"But… I requested an audience with King Garius."
