Princess EmelineKing Beornwulf’s palace is tame compared to my father’s and King Egbert’s.
Lord Devon escorts us through the castle, where Mercians look at us with curiosity and disgust. I do not make eye contact with anyone, as I am afraid I will be recognized. This disguise will only last for so long.
The plan is to win King Beornwulf’s trust and hopefully be able to retrieve information on Skarth and Ulf. I cannot go to Carhampton now, but I hope I will be able to send word that I am here.
I know Skarth will not stop looking for me until I am found, and that is why I enter the great hall with my head held high. I need the king to see me as a victor, not a victim.
King Beornwulf sits on his throne, watching me closely as I enter his realm. When presented before him, I bow graciously.
