Chapter 38: Capturing Arlos [1]
"There you are, my children," King Francis said. But almost immediately, his gaze sharpened as it settled on me—the obvious intruder among his three offspring. A slight frown creased his brow, not hostile but certainly curious. "And who might this young man be?"
Before I could formulate a response, Queen Emma stepped spoke.
"This is Harold, the young man who was present during the incident I mentioned to you earlier," she explained, her tone suggesting that my presence had already been discussed and, presumably, approved.
I realized she must have briefed King Francis about the kidnapping of Judith, likely seeking his cooperation in investigating threats within his capital.
"Ah, interesting indeed," King Francis said, his penetrating gaze lingering on me/ "I do hope my children haven’t caused you any difficulties, Harold."
Despite the friendly tone, I could hear the subtle test in his words. He was gauging not just my response, but how I carried myself under the scrutiny of absolute authority.
"Not at all, Your Majesty," I replied, offering what I hoped was an appropriately respectful smile while meeting his eyes directly—deferential but not cowering. "The Prince and Princesses have treated me with nothing but kindness and courtesy. They are a credit to your guidance."
"Haha, excellent then," King Francis chuckled, and I caught a glimmer of approval in his expression—perhaps he appreciated that I hadn’t groveled or stammered under pressure. But then his attention shifted, and his demeanor became more formal as he turned toward his son. "William, I believe it’s time for you to meet the Princess of Briaran properly."
He gestured toward Judith who had been standing slightly behind Queen Emma who had something like reservation in her expression—a careful mask that suggested she was as uncomfortable with this arranged introduction as William appeared to be.
An awkward silence descended over the garden as William and Judith regarded each other.
William straightened his shoulders and offered a polite bow. "Your Highness, it’s an honor to make your acquaintance."
Judith curtsied gracefully in return, and when she spoke, her voice was carefully modulated. "The pleasure is mine, Your Highness. I’ve heard many good things about the Kingdom of Lorendia."