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FALL 962 MC
Beverly watched as the nobles filed through the doorway. They had all come, as the princess had expected, to take their oaths on the morrow, and now each made their way into a banquet that had been prepared in their honour.
The Knight of the Hound nodded her head in recognition of Lord Somerset, the Duke of Kingsford. He, at least, was a staunch ally, but other than her own friends, the rest were mostly an unknown quantity.
Beverly spied Lord George Montrose, the Earl of Shrewesdale, and tried to hide her disgust. He had been one of King Andred's closest advisors, and in her mind, should not be trusted. Their eyes met, but the earl, wisely, did not challenge her. She was here today representing her father, and as such, was wearing courtly attire, a far cry fro
