Lucille
I'd forced myself to eat the meal in front of me, each bite more difficult to swallow than the last as the royal family conversed. No one mentioned that Roman seemed odd, nor did they care that he was absent for the meal, especially not with the presence of King Theodore.
I skirted the obligatory questions of my wellness. While Queen Anne was kind, she was asking if I were pregnant. I was most certain that if that were the case, she would be informed before I.
Despite the fact Roman wouldn't approve, a few sips of wine helped the food go down.
Rothy was quite the character. By the time the cake arrived, the young prince was ready for bed. Princess Isabella convinced him to blow out the candles and smile for the camera. It was a lot to ask of a child, in my opinion. As with an
