Chapter 11
"Your coach has been waiting for more than an hour, Princess," Drianna said in exasperation. "We should be going."
"Just a little longer, Drianna," Rozlynn said, as she studied several more pages in her Prophecy Journal.
"Do you really think that's wise?" The sorceress was finding it very hard to stay composed.
"Wise in the ways of love, yes," Rozlynn answered without looking up.
The owner of the inn was once again standing outside the Lady's door, hesitating before knocking. He had been ordered upstairs by the King's Elite accompanying the carriage, so he dared not disobey.
Knock, knock, knock. "Lady Rozlynn, it's Larkin again," he spoke through the closed door. "I'm sorry, but the soldiers downstairs, they are insisting that—"
Rozlynn opened the door and stood just insi
