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Welcome Party
Kyle tried his best to conceal his irritation at being at yet another formal function, even though this one was a smaller, more intimate gathering. Now that William was king, if he wasn’t in the court then he was dining with others at small gatherings—relativity speaking—like this one. On this occasion it was to host the delegation from Sylanna, in honour of his future consort. Kyle could still feel William’s ambivalent feelings towards the woman he would be stuck with, and if he could, that likely meant that the princess could as well. Still, Rosalinda stood by his side, not even flinching. Everyone present was ignoring the future consorts’ reaction to each other, or rather pretending they were. It was widely known William in particular hadn’t much time at all to get us
