And so, one of the guards went ahead to inform the others and to get people to escort them back.
“Who do you think is going to scold us more?” Nate asked Vince as they walked.
“You look tired. Why don’t you get on my horse?” Vince noted, as she’s not used to overexertion. The time she spends practicing is not as tedious as Vince does.
Nate relented.
“Probably the queen. She may be indulging you, but she’ll also be very worried.”
“How old were you when your mother went missing?”
“I was almost seven.”
“Did she scold you a lot?”
“When I misbehave, I think. I don’t remember much. But I remember her gentle nature. She would put me to sleep when I was much younger. She would tell me stories.”
“What are the chances your father will get angry?”
“Certain. We better pick up the pa
