Westfenster itself seems to breathe a sigh in the absence of the Gramercys, just as every party ends with weariness from the festivities and a bittersweet ache that they had to end. King Saul fairly vanishes from public eye; with his temperament, it is no surprise that after an extended period of dutiful public carousing and speechifying he would retreat into his shell. But even the Heir and the Queen make themselves scarce.
Finding yourself at liberty one afternoon, you bring Brute on a walk to frighten the cows when you suddenly notice Kitty Harlowe walking alongside you.
"I've a proposition for you," she says.
"I'm flattered, but I'm actually spoken for," you say, running a hand through your hair. "Though I suppose m'love would be understanding…."
"Far from it," she says, not breaking her stride.
She explains that senior representatives of Hondelet's Bardbrood are very interested in meeting with you. "Your talent and your willingness to speak up have got you a touch of attention."