The king facepalms, clearly worried about his immature son.
“If only Reyna was still here…” He sighs. (The late Queen.)
Drevis sighs seeing the prince’s behaviour.
“It might be wise to send the prince off to another kingdom. A strong wife may tame his wild impulsive behaviour”
The king looks at the lady, he slams his hand on the table, a tense atmosphere comes over the room.
“Utmost Felony!” The king cried. “Kathrine, you are new compared to my other advisors, so I will only say this once. I, Arthur, will be faithful to Reyna and will never remarry, for she is my true beloved!”
Arthur then rapidly blinks, and beckons for Drevis and Kathrine to go out, clearly aggravated.
“Very well sir, I will be seeing you at the festival. If you want I can teach your son something.” She walks out
Drevis gives King Arthur a respectful bow and retreats from the room. Truly, the advisor knows no restraint.
Inwardly, he curses everything in the castle. The retirement of the old advisors. The premature death of Queen Reyna. The misbehaviour of the royal heirs. Only the vigour of King Arthur and his hope in Prince Falone keeps his hope for the royal family.
Lucy heard the conversation , and as the king said his last sentence , jumps in surprise and leaves to sweep somewhere else.
The king grips his head, lies backwards onto his chair, a pain he hadn’t felt in months.
He picks out a cocktail, specially brewed by the physician and gulps it down. The headache fades, but his time was short.
The City
Abigail looked at the castle, a magnificent sight. Why does it never get old? She wonders. She walks off into the main street, ignoring the voices around her.
She was once a normal girl with a normal life, studying in the capital. However, one day she could start hearing these… things.
“Hello! Can I have two slabs of beef please?” Abigail asks. Ah, it’s the young lady again!
“Sure thing! Miss,” The man replies. His hands worked through the meat, an expert of the knife.
Abigail looks at the meat, being wrapped up in a brown paper. The butcher gives the package to Abigail.
She hands over the coins, walks away from the shop…
Annebelle and Grea got of their horses, gazing at the city infront of them. A:“Woah…” G:“There we are… tell me why we moved from mysteria again?” A:“We need new clients, you know?” G:“You need new clients…” They staid silent for a few seconds before Annebelle strolled further into the city. G:“Hey, wait up!” Grea followed quickly behind, realising Annebelle was heading… straight into Abigail’s face! G:“Watch where you’re going!”
magnus walk around the street, he begin to talk something to knight around him before walk toward marketplace
“Good day Mam, what do you need today?” The butcher says.
Abigail does not notice, distracted. She walks into Annebelle. Surprised, she drops her basket, the contents spilling all over the floor. (Fruits and Meat.)
“Could I have some meat, I don’t care how much you give me. I’ll pay whatever” The woman seems nice and her blond hair seems poking out of her hood
“Sure thin!” He takes out the a slab of meat, slicing the meat into slits. He carefully puts the meat in a gourmet style, and puts it on a plate.
“Bring it to the chef over there, he’s gonna cook it for ya. That’ll be a copper!”