SEVEN
The Delegates
Summer 964 MC
Beverly trotted Lightning through the gates of the Palace, coming to a halt just past the building's main entrance. Behind her, the carriage carrying the Norland delegation rolled to a stop.
She dismounted, passing the reins to a servant. Ordinarily, she would have seen to the massive horse herself, but presenting a foreign diplomat to the queen must take priority.
She watched the stable hand lead Lightning away, then turned to meet the Norland diplomat who was climbing down from the carriage.
"Lord Wilfrid," she said, "if you'll follow me, I'll take you to your quarters. We've arranged for you to stay at the Palace during your visit."
"That would be most wonderful. Thank you," the man replied, "though I am most eager to meet your queen."
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