‘Lady Sarah did that?’ said Princess Beatrice in wonder.
‘She had a good teacher,’ said the king.
‘I have never put salt in the sugar bowl, father,’ said Princess Beatrice. ‘But I must remember to be nicer to Lady Sarah.’
A fortnight after the betrothal announcement, Prince Xavier and Princess Beatrice were riding through the streets of the capital in a parade to greet the common people. Princess Beatrice had reluctantly agreed to attend, being impatient to meet with the generals and knights regarding a fresh report of sightings of winged beasts to the east.
As the betrothed couple rode down a street followed by their entourage, several heavy objects suddenly fell from the sky and dropped a mere foot away from the princess and her startled horse.
The objects turned out to be roof tile
