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“He’s a very skilled swordsman.” Belle remarked. “And I’m sure David was in his element.”
The King smiled in pure pride.
“He was. You should have seen him triumphing of his enemies. I almost pity the country which would declare war on us,” he replied.
Belle smiled. There was an opportunity to start the discussion about the Ogres here, but she decided to leave it. It wasn’t worth it to make George upset so early in the visit.
“Your army would be a formidable force on the battlefield.” She said diplomatically.
George turned a proud look toward Belle.
“As your ancestors realised a few centuries ago,” he told Belle. “But of course, we are at peace now. A good thing for our countries.”
Belle chuckled. “Knowing the knights leading our army, I can assure you that is a good thing.” She said. She knew a few who would personally like to wring George’s neck. It would be a good day for international relations when David became king.
“I heard you had your father’s crown jewels restored recently.” Belle said. “I’d love to see them if there’s time during the visit.”
King Georges nodded.
“Of course, Princess Belle. I have them prepared for David’s crowning day. The boy needs to shine.”
A fleeting smile flashed on his face, full of parental pride, as he glanced to his son.
“Don’t tell him but I have a new crowning cloak prepared as well.”
“I was always partial to your mother’s cloak.” She said. “The workmanship is exquisite. It’s delicate but still rich and simple at the same time.”
King George nodded.
"We are reproducing this pattern on his cloak, mixed with mine."