[ the king would've had half the mind to do it. the guard that talked with him, however, failed to pass on to him that information, too eager to talk about their new princess. it could be a remark for later, when he realizes their little game of mouth-from-mouth information didn't end so well.
that is, however, for another time. at present, the girl is just "princess", their esteemed guest who hailed from afar. summoned, even. it is of no wonder their king think so highly of her.
the sigh that escapes dainsleif's throat is a quiet one. he is, at the end, still respectful of his king's decisions, but finds some questionable at best. this kind of information is one that would surely have been appropriate to tell him — not because he deigns himself worthy of being in the summoning room himself (he'd argue here, however, that it would be good for their sakes, in case something went wrong), but because he wouldn't have to be in this position.
an escort to someone he does not know, who does not come from their kingdom, who does not offer him her name. she is not an enemy quite yet. that judgment he would make at the end of the day at best. ]
Your brother? [ there's another one. great. he had only heard of a princess — was the boy not to their king's liking? ] Does he not share your penchant for visiting gardens?
[ the royal guard part of him worries here: the brother is not under his watch, then, whose is he? is he wandering the palace by himself? is he unwatched? why? how is it that suddenly he has so much work on his plate? ]
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that is, however, for another time. at present, the girl is just "princess", their esteemed guest who hailed from afar. summoned, even. it is of no wonder their king think so highly of her.
the sigh that escapes dainsleif's throat is a quiet one. he is, at the end, still respectful of his king's decisions, but finds some questionable at best. this kind of information is one that would surely have been appropriate to tell him — not because he deigns himself worthy of being in the summoning room himself (he'd argue here, however, that it would be good for their sakes, in case something went wrong), but because he wouldn't have to be in this position.
an escort to someone he does not know, who does not come from their kingdom, who does not offer him her name. she is not an enemy quite yet. that judgment he would make at the end of the day at best. ]
Your brother? [ there's another one. great. he had only heard of a princess — was the boy not to their king's liking? ] Does he not share your penchant for visiting gardens?
[ the royal guard part of him worries here: the brother is not under his watch, then, whose is he? is he wandering the palace by himself? is he unwatched? why? how is it that suddenly he has so much work on his plate? ]