<blockquote><div><cite>reliuskaiser wrote:</cite>Qotle turned to her with a warm smile in contrast to his usual dull expression, holding out his arm for her to hook onto. "Why, m'lady, it would be my Hon..." Qotle stopped to inspect something out of the corner of his eye. "...or." He finished his sentence, whiping any form of worry off of his face.</div></blockquote><br/>Veronica rolled her eyes but smiled all the same as she hooked her arm in his, "We best hurry then I don't know about you but I am anxious for this all to be over", she commented while they journeyed vastly back to the palace the princess wanting to get there soon so she could spare getting a lecture. "I still can't believe he's gone you know? My father...I hope I can live up to his greatness".<br/><br/>Meanwhile the castle grew busy as servants ran in every direction for last minute preparations, no one spending any expense on time, wanting to make a grand impression on the neighboring kingdoms.