"Say, do you know that one of us left her betrothed because she wants to marry the King?"
Daphne spoke and Jasmine clenched her hands. That was not exactly the truth, but she could not correct them unless she would be belling the cat.
"Woah, who is that?" Alicia asked, and Daphne smiled and whispered. "Top secret."
"Oh Daphne, tell me already who must have done such wickedly." Alicia pleaded, but Daphne just laughed.
On the east end of the hall sat Zavian, with the dukes and other lords of the kingdom.
"How many years has it been?"
Lord Aaron asked, and Zavian turned to him;
"How many years since what?"
"Since the war? Since we have all gathered here like this?" he asked, and Zavian smiled.
"Approximately five hundred and forty-five years, Aaron." He said.
Aaron sighed,
