King Stephano didn't have much to say as he stood at the edge of the deck once the duke and duchess took their seats in the shade. All he had to do was raise a mug full of sweet, early-season ale and the people cheered so loudly Leonor had to put a hand over her heart.
"To say that the people like drinking is an understatement," Leonor said. "I worry the merchants who brought barrels will run out of supplies before the sun sets."
"If they know Montclair, they'll know better," Desmond responded quietly.
"And if they don't, they'll have to try again next year," Stephano said from the other side of the table.
With the balcony around the deck and the table they sat at being high, the three could watch the action happening below them fairly easily.
