"My prince," the manservant at the door, bowed to Mar when he saw him.
"What do you want?" Mar frowned at the poor manservant.
"The king asked to have a walk in the garden with the future queen. He asked me to accompany him to the garden."
"I will take him there. You can go."
"I will relay this to the king," he bowed to the crown prince before he left.
Mar closed the door behind him and returned to where Osy was sitting, waiting for him.
"Who was that?"
"My father wants to take a walk with you through the garden."
"What?" Osy's eyes widened. "Don't tell me I did something bad. Was I not good? Did I make any mistake?"
"No. Father doesn't hate you. I think he has taken a liking to you."
"What?" I wanted to scream, at the top of my lungs, at his words.
How can it be?
Osy thought as he glanced at Mar who doesn't look all that concerned about the summons.
"Let's go. I will take you there."
