"General, I was starting to think that you weren't going to show. I poured some of the kingdom's finest wine for you to have a try. Come sit with me," James said, holding out a cup to Zayne. "What did you think of the festival? Grand wasn't it?"
"Somewhat. It was a surprise that the king wasn't present even with guards to protect you. You could have strolled through the festival in a carriage at the very least. Is there danger?" Zayne questioned.
"Of course not. I found myself ill hours before the festival so I sent the crown prince in my place. I'm told that my people enjoyed the night with their prince. My wife and daughter were there. I was hoping you would allow the princess to tour you around the market," James said, curious as to why Zayne left her.
James took a long sip of his wine. "Is my daughter not to your liking?"
