Has he?
She told them a story of great heroes and heroines and how they came face to face with a big, scary dragon that in the end turned out to be very kind but highly misunderstood for his size and ability to breathe fire. The children were given opportunities to held add to the story as well, having her include a pair of young siblings, a little pig, a speaking moon, and a hungry wolf. The minds of children were truly remarkable.
The prince returned with Miss Mary just as she had reached the conclusion of the story and the children were speaking out of turn, telling her and each other what they had enjoyed and not, and how scared they had been of the dragon before realizing how kind he was. One boy now proudly proclaimed that he wanted a pet dragon and yes, that would have been something. Evie had many pets but so far, her father had not brought her a dragon. What a shame.
She got up on her feet and joined the prince and Miss Mary, a look in her eyes of both confusion and hope. Miss Mary looked as though she had received the greatest news in history.
“What is happening?” She asked curiously while gently swaying the baby in her arms from side to side. He was asleep, now.
“Lord Milo has offered to be our patron.” Miss Mary exclaimed. The tired woman looked to have reached heaven.
“Has he?” Evie said, turning to the prince with some slight surprise. “How generous of him.”
The prince returned with Miss Mary just as she had reached the conclusion of the story and the children were speaking out of turn, telling her and each other what they had enjoyed and not, and how scared they had been of the dragon before realizing how kind he was. One boy now proudly proclaimed that he wanted a pet dragon and yes, that would have been something. Evie had many pets but so far, her father had not brought her a dragon. What a shame.
She got up on her feet and joined the prince and Miss Mary, a look in her eyes of both confusion and hope. Miss Mary looked as though she had received the greatest news in history.
“What is happening?” She asked curiously while gently swaying the baby in her arms from side to side. He was asleep, now.
“Lord Milo has offered to be our patron.” Miss Mary exclaimed. The tired woman looked to have reached heaven.
“Has he?” Evie said, turning to the prince with some slight surprise. “How generous of him.”
It was not just rain. It was thunder, too. Yet Jasper said nothing of it. It was not his place to tell the lady where she could and could not go, and when. His job was to do her bidding no matter his own personal opinion. As a servant, he was not even entitled to an opinion.
“Of course not, My Lady.” He said, ignoring the rudeness in her voice as she had every right to speak to him in whichever way she pleased.
He went to grab a saddle and then fastened it on one of the horses. The rain was pouring down outside, smacking against the roof. The thunder was roaring. What had been a beautiful dream of a day had turned into nothing short of a nightmare.
And the lady was riding out into this weather herself. It was folly! If anything happened to her, the king would surely blame the man who had aided her in her endeavor. Especially if said man’s indiscretion was also the reason behind her wish for a hasty departure.
It was none of his business, he reminded himself and then brought the horse out of the box and towards the beautiful lady Andrea.
“Lady Romano.” He said respectfully, still avoiding her gaze as he handed her the reins with a slight hesitation. “Are you sure that you would not like me to find you a carriage? I believe the thunder is closing in on us.”
