“I don’t think we’ve met.”
"I did not have the pleasure your Majesty." He cut himself off as he bowed before her, one hand over his heart as he did so. "It's an honor and a privilege to be here at court. " While that was not completely honest of him, knowing that the walls while decorated in gold, and the windows draped in silk, each part of the castle more beautiful was full of danger and gossip. Were those two things one and the same ? Some would say yes. "My name is Edward, I'm here with my mother, Emma of Normandy."













