Chapter 169: Advice (1)
"Now that you mention having balls, I should convince Rafael to have a proper feast for the knights. After the competition, there will be a hunt for animals. The person who brings the best kill is given a bit of money."
"Everyone takes their kills home and has a feast with their families and friends. I should bring vegetables from my garden for a proper feast," said Beatrice, tapping her chin with a finger as she considered it.
Rafael might not be a fan of hosting a party, but the knights would enjoy every opportunity to drink and relax.
"Many of the knights will go home to give their kill to their families so you might have a bit of peace and quiet around here for one or two days. Rafael says one of his friends is getting married so you might get to travel with us to Lockwood. It is not certain since there was no invitation and I am starting to think it is a lie," Beatrice said because of the person she had always known Edgar to be.
Once again, there was doubt about the marriage and Annalise did not understand it. "Why is it so hard to believe his friend is getting married? Is it because they swore to never get married?" She asked.
Beatrice looked to her right at Annalise. "Well, since they were young Rafael and Edgar never had any interests in marriage. It made me question myself because I have a wonderful marriage and I would hate to think he looked at my marriage when he made that decision. As for Edgar, the boy is complicated so it is surprising he is getting married before Rafael."
"Did you know the king also did not want to get married? The three of them used to ride around the kingdom dealing with problems, but there was a certain time for the prince to head back to the palace. He did not want to return and hid out here so Edagr was forced to drag him back to the palace to attend the selection for his future queen."
"Again, boys are headaches. A daughter if you could," Beatrice said, crossing her finger in hopes it would come true. She resisted the urge to hold Annalise’s hands and plead with her. She did not want to be banned from Rafael’s home.
Annalise could only smile in response. If she made any more promises out of her mouth, the guilt was going to kill her.