Celeste waits impatiently for the Degolanese prince. Everything has been set up precisely, the little meeting room in her chambers refurbished into a cozy intimate setting, as much as the harsh afternoon light will allow even after she had had the curtains drawn to soften the environment. It is time for her to finally know where she and the prince stand, whether he will be an ally or an enemy.
Her foot taps against the floor impatiently and she does not give herself a moment to think in detail on what she is about to do. She has committed treason once, it is not a nice or easy process but she has always done what needed to be done, now will be no different. Now is when everything she has been doing ever since she was born will count. It will not matter in the end anyway when she sits on t
