“Use your imagination. The creatures from your nightmares, your childhood bedtime stories, and everything in between will most likely be found at this castle,” Prince Duncan says.
“You are not serious?” Armenia asks, scared.
“Well, that depends on what the creatures from your childhood were,” Prince Duncan says, smiling.
The lady-in-waiting arrives with the coffee and pours them each a cup that seems too delicate to be held by a man, but Prince Duncan takes the cup and saucer with great elegancy.
Armenia took a sip and pulled her face, “how can you drink this stuff?”
“Try it with some cream and sugar,” Prince Duncan says with a show of hand for the Lady-in-waiting to add some cream and sugar.
Armenia tries it again, “much better.”
“Would you like me to show you the castle? The gard
