Trevor POV
I escorted the bold, flirtatious princess to court. There was no denying the looks the two of us received. A power couple.
We first passed all of King Ulrich's table knights minus the one I left behind with my er- Natalie.
A hareld announced us and gestured for me to step on the marble raven a few feet from the dais. Thanks to my sister, I knew the raven's significance in this family. I refused to put a foot on such an important symbol.
I bowed my head to the King and waited to be acknowledged. Aileen had complained about the masks at court many times back in my dimension. I remembered her words, 'nobility are power-hungry vultures. Do not trust them, or you will be liable to be pecked to death.' Much of royal life was to follow protocol and play your part.
"You may rise,
