CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
We scooted over to the stall where sugary decorations had been created on a stick. The merchant had used a syrupy sugar concoction to draw stick figures on the slim bits of wood. The sugary arts shimmered in the bright light and reflected my face as I bent down to study them.
“These are so neat,” I complimented as I examined a variety of creatures. There were foxes, bears, eagles, and even a dog.
The merchant pushed out his ample chest and nodded. “Thank you, Your Ladyship! Your praise is a thousand times more sweet coming from someone so beautiful!”
I laughed and shook my head. “I don’t think so but thanks for the compliment.”
The man looked aghast at me. “Does Your Ladyship not own a mirror?” He stretched out his arms and looked about us at the other lord
