One day ago
Clyde
Sitting in the biting cold of the military camp, I was awaiting the arrival of King Theodore's daughter. The wind cut sharper than the sword, but I could bear it. My eyes were fixed on the horizon where a carriage inched closer, followed by several horsemen.
"I still can't fathom why you agreed to King Theodore's peace deal," Marcus grumbled. "Was a mere princess your price?"
"Oh, but she's no ordinary princess," I said with mock seriousness. "Rumor has it that she’s Emerald City’s most stunning jewel."
"Of course," the General sneered. "I am sure those prettier would be conveniently disposed of by Theodore to ensure his own daughter to stand out."
I chuckled. "Perhaps. Yet, having met Princess Cynthia, I can vouch for her beauty."
"Beautiful enough to forgive Theo
