Chapter 143: A Warning
Three sets of eyes stared at Sir Gunnar as he stood at the head of the meeting table with his arms crossed over his chest. In front of him were the apprentices he trusted the most out of the entire knighthood, but he felt that he couldn’t go on without giving them even further warning and a chance to ruminate over their past actions. They weren’t inherently bad teenagers, but they were untrained in the eyes of the Royal Family.
He sighed, knowing he would be coming down harshly and perhaps a bit unfairly.
"I need the three of you to be on your best behavior," Sir Gunnar began. I understand the urge to joke in uncomfortable situations, but please refrain from doing so in front of Her Highness. Not only is the King overprotective of the Princess but the Crown Prince is known to be his ears and eyes on these sorts of trips. His Highness is not known for his kindness or discretion and is as protective of Her Highness as much as the King if not a bit more."
"Yes, sir." The words were spoken in unison, none of them missing a beat.
Irene thought of the Princess. Was she truly beautiful? She had heard rumors before that the girl was the most beautiful in all of the kingdom. The sheltered versions of events she seemed to have received in her past lifetime paled in all she was presently learning.
In the future she saw, she hardly knew about peasants, only that they once existed when Chemois was its own kingdom. She knew that the Princess was beautiful and informed a lot of the style choices of even the noble circles in the north, but was it simply because of her status? Was she really anything special to look at?
Gunnar continued.
"While I doubt it is likely any of the Royal Family will request any of your presence, I say these things out of concern for your well-being," he explained. "People have been put to death for merely looking at a Royal wrong. That is the type of people we will be dealing with."
"I understand, sir." Irene was the first to say.