The Queen sighed, “I know what you mean, my dears. Sadly, much as I hate to say it, you were right to get rid of Tarkyn. He was becoming far too popular.”
Kosar’s eyebrows twitched together. “Mother! I hope you are not saying that to your ladies.”
The Queen’s eyebrows arched delicately, “Give me a little credit. It is not my custom to stir up ill feeling against you. You have a hard enough job as it is.” She tripped over to the balustrade and waved down at Captain Sotrian who bowed and waved his hat gallantly before returning to his soldiers’ training.
“Mother! You are such an outrageous flirt. That man is far too young for you!” Jarand tried to look severe but failed in the face of the laughter in his mother’s eyes.
She put her hand on his arm, “Don’t be silly, dear. Just a bit of fun
