Danika blushed. “I am taking a walk… with the king.”
Remeta beamed and clapped her hands. “Can I come too!? Can I play with!? Can I tag along!? Remeta will be good! Promise!” She raised her hand in a vow.
Danika bit her lips, knowing that it was not up to her to decide, and Remeta was looking at her with wide, hopeful eyes.
“You may come with, Remeta,” the king said softly before she could think about what to say.
Remeta clapped her hands excitedly and bowed her head in gratitude to the king. “Thank you, my king! Thank you! May you live long! Have kids too! Oh, of course, you will have kids! Remeta knows this! Remeta knows this! Remeta is happy! Remeta is excited!” She was rambling to herself, clapping her hands as she ran ahead of them.
King Lucien stood rooted to the spot as he star
