The consort who sat next to her father was wearing a hat that covered part of her face. Her hair cascaded down her shoulder, almost to her waist.
She whispered something to King Orion, to which he laughed in return.
Athena thought to herself.
The image she had of her father was kind and loving. But as a King, his responsibilities weighed heavily on his shoulders. Had he ever been relaxed or carefree?
As far as she could recall, he hadn't been this carefree before.
"Do you know who she is?" Black Knight asked as he leaned a little closer to Athena.
"No, do you?"
"I might," He replied with a grin.
Athena glanced over at him. Not only was the knight so full of himself, he claimed to know everything. Either he's bluffing or he had wide connections.
"What do you know?" She asked.
