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When Falmir had shown up as Laun had predicted, she had not considered that he had fully planned the day for her. He ordered food and drink to be brought to her rooms, ate with her as she bathed and dressed her in what he picked out. He made the others get up and clean up. Falmir marched them through the Palace, only a few guards trailing behind. He had the horses saddled and waiting at a side entrance, the morning drizzle not putting him off of his plans.
Laun had said that she had gotten lost in the Capitol City and he was going to show her the city so it would not happen again.
They had caused a bit of a ruckus as they went through the streets, some people recognizing the King and surging towards him, some recognizing him and moving away. Silar, Gem and Evan surrounded Laun at one point as a tankard went past her head, stale mead spattering her leathers.
It was now several hours since they had stopped at an Inn called the Frightened Maid to have a noon meal. The innkeeper had been honored, moreso when the gold plate came from Falmir’s pouch. Laun saw how people looked at them, seeing the nobility, the crowns, not the people beneath them. Laun had been able to stuff a few of the soggy rolls into her leather jerkin before Falmir had prodded them all out of the Inn and into the street again. She was tearing parts off and eating while Falmir pointed out yet another landmark that he deemed important. »Read More