From the journal of Marjorie Bruce
26th of March, 1306
Today was such an exciting day. We left early this morning on horseback into Scone for my father"s coronation. Old Bishop William de Lamberton was there performing the ceremony that made my father the newly crowned king of Scotland. My stepmother Elizabeth was anointed as the king"s consort, and I was not forgotten either. I was the last to be crowned. I am finally royalty, like Aunt Isabel.
I was not born a princess, so I have not the vaguest idea of how to act. Supposedly we have to act proper and roam the courtyards with servants by our sides and guards protecting us from everything that causes us even a little harm.
Soon after the coronation, we received a letter from my father"s military advisor. It seems that he is to go to w
