“You are ready.” Cellan tells Katherine one evening. She closes the book of flags and gapes at him. Did she hear him right? Or is this her imagination catching up with her tired brain?
“Emm. Ready for what?” She asks him. He completely surprised her here and she feels like a fish out of water.
“You are ready to be Queen.” Cellan smiles at her. “We leave tomorrow. That is why I have made an exception and we will have dinner with everyone in attendance. If you want to, you can even dress up for it.”
“Oh, my!” Katherine exclaims. “You will sit at the Lord’s table in the grand dining hall?”
“Yes. So will you, Ariston, Agneta, Lory and Lear.” Cellan smiles at her and there is mischief dancing in his eyes. He’s up to something big, she can see it even now.
“Does Lear know about it?” Katheri
