5
I shuffled around on the throne, attempting to get comfortable. I could have sworn this thing got worse the more often I sat on it. Was this why people said that being royal was more of a burden than a joy?
"Prince Jonathan," one of the herald's announced.
I tensed, almost expecting the real deal to walk into the room. When he walked in wearing Gideon's face, I relaxed a little. He wore the royal's clothing well. I'd never seen him this well presented before. I felt like I could come to enjoy it.
He bowed deeply before my throne.
"Your Highness," I greeted. "How are you finding the palace?"
"I find that I miss having a chance to pay my respects to the princess, but I'm honoured to talk with a queen in her stead."
"Pretty words from a handsome prince," I observed, enjoying the spar
