Servants rushed here and there, their demeanors a mixture of both excitement and anxiety.
The interior was decorated with beautiful ornaments in preparation of the feast the King had preparation for the return of his beloved.
Anders Richards, the son of Thomas Richards, the duke of Icartha was finally returning home from the assignment the King had sent him on.
It had been over a year since Anders had been in Icartha and he was returning victorious, welcomed by the extravagant feast prepared solely for his sake.
The young duke was thrilled, excited to return home once more. To his father, to the king, to his people, and finally, to his betrothed.
She had sent him no letters, expressing her worry or curiosity for how he fared or how successful his assignment was.
In essence, he hadn't seen or spoken to her for over a year.and he missed her terribly. He remembered even on the feast of his send off, she had not been present.
