The throne room doors were throne open; a line of servants coming through with boxes in hand. Following them through, a guard came in hand with a chain leading several slaves. “Presenting gifts for the Royal Princess!” Someone shouted from the door.
Should these really be given to her, father? Prince Luc shot the King a sideways glance, confusion on the gift.
Relax son; it’s not like we’re losing them. We’re just putting them on a nice display for our subjects. King Ryon scoffed a little, taking my hand delicately and bringing it down the dais from the throne. My naked skin glowed slightly in the light, a servant bowing and then coming forward to affix me with a wrap, finally covering my body.
“These are your birthday gifts, Princess; as well as a betrothal gift. I also have a seamstres
