"Princess Beatrice, you're looking radiant today!" Lady Van Clyde complimented her.
Lady Van Clyde had been a dear friend to her mother.
"Thank you, Lady Van Clyde, and for attending the festivities on such short notice."
"Her majesty has naught to do, but ask and I shall be of service. I have always been quite fond of you." She smiled warmly, which made the princess smile.
Lady Van Clyde knelt beside her throne and whispered. "Your mother was very dear friend. If you ever need anything, please let me be of assistance to you." She kissed the princesses hand which rested on the armrest of the throne.
She got up, curtsied and went to her seat.
Princess Beatrice looked forward towards the arena. The crowd cheered as the newly appointed Royal Jester stood on a nearby wooden box. Cupping both of his hands around his mouth and started speaking as loudly as he could.
