“Welcome home, Your Highness.” Dazznic, Warlock Advisor Supreme and Keeper of the House, stepped forward. He bowed low at the waist, his snowy beard trailing nearly to the foyer’s red-and-white marble floor. “I trust you had a pleasant journey from the Spas of Petrik.”
“Very pleasant, indeed, Dazz,” replied Vita Omnia, First Daughter of the Queendom of Travéttica. She laughed. “And stand up straight, for Queendom’s sake, my old friend. It’s only me.”
The man rose to his meager height of five-one, while his blue eyes snapped with age-old amusement. “I always show respect where it is due, my dear.” In a voice of uncompromising command, he ordered several attendants to remove Vita’s trunks from the carriages, then turned and held out his arm to her.
She rested a hand on her escort’s sleeve
