The castle remains abuzz with the startling news for the rest of the day.
What does it mean for the succession, if anything?
What does it mean for relations between the Crown and the powerful Gramercys?
The last time Prinxe Hail was known to strike off on's own, of course, the Heir was attacked and could have been seriously injured, were it not for the intervention of a fearless and attractive mystery companion. Who can say what might happen on their own this time?
"Strange times, Brute," you say, feeding the beast a bite of apple. "But take heart—I'm sure all will be right before long."
Onward