The afternoon sun saw Beverly sitting at a table with Gerald, while nearby sat the prince and princess, with Lady Nicole watching like a hawk. The weather had remained clear, and it was proving to be an uncharacteristically warm day for the autumn. Anna had decided she was hungry and so the entourage had come here, to a tavern called the Hungry Cavalier.
To Beverly's eyes, it was very similar to her father's favourite haunt in Wincaster. She looked at Gerald, who was gazing around the place, eager to see what they had to offer.
"I swear," she said, "if they serve stinky cheese, I'm leaving."
Gerald chuckled, "Don't worry, they won't have Hawksburg Gold here. But I might try those sausages." He was looking across the room at another patron who was busy at his meal.
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