It was more than rowdy, I realized when I turned my back to face the crowd that clustered the king’s horse which had been apparelled in red. Just as he did.
How did all this commotion not occur to us when we were in the carriage? How in the world does Edgar plan to go against all these people that rally in their king’s presence by seeking to end his marriage with the princess!?
Oh please... He won’t do it. He just foolishly fills me with vain hopes, and at the end of the day all I can think of is this... Once a liar, always a liar.
I turned to face the man my thoughts dwelled on. He was fixated on the King who gradually made his way, along with the royal guards and thousands of citizens, to our side.
He looked angry, like he not only abhorred, but had ill intentions for the King. His b
