“Here, send it off,” Princess Katherine Goldtooth of Firthengart commanded. The royal courier and his escort looked at each other, uncertain of whether they should actually follow their princess’ commands. Then, with a smile, she leaned forward. “One day I will be queen, and you two will still be where you are. You wouldn’t want me to have a good reason to remember you for denying me on such an important matter, now would you?”