Elena
There was a quiet knock on my door. I was already awake, despite the late hour. I didn't sleep much anyway these days. I opened the door to find my most faithful manservant.
"Milady... I have received word. Prince Armand rides to the south to challenge King Rikom to a duel."
I paled. That foolish, foolish man.
"Ready my horse, Doran."
"He is already prepared, milady."
I flung my arms around him and kissed his cheek in gratitude. Without another word, I swept after him into the night.
We rode throughout the night, stopping only when we reached the shoreline. It was afternoon now as Doran pulled a hood over my head before approaching one of the ships. I wondered fearfully if my absence from the palace had reached my father.
“I need to man a ship to the shoreline of Zamee
