Spring 965 MC
Bronwyn sat down across from the queen, sinking into the soft chair. The High Ranger, Hayley Chambers, had joined them for this afternoon"s meeting. The room was quiet. The princess looked at Baron Fitzwilliam, but he, too, appeared distracted.
"Tell me," said Anna, directing her conversation towards Bronwyn. "How has your stay been thus far?"
"Passable," the princess replied. "The theatre was most pleasant, but I still miss my home. Have you any news from Norland?"
"Not much, I"m afraid. We"ve heard of some fighting north of the border, but it"s sporadic, and our reports are lacking any details."
"Then it"s true," said Bronwyn. "A civil war is upon my people. It is a terrible thing to fall into such chaos."
"And yet it was of their own making," said the queen.
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