Cirdon Consul and Princess Catherine Royale were pledged to wed once they were both adults.
It pleased her that both eagerly anticipated the union.
Orb's Year 922
"But I don't see why I have to go anyways! I'm a princess! Can't Father just tell the teachers that I already know everything!"
Emily chuckled. "So you know everything already, do ya? Well, I'll be sure to remember that next time you're asking my help with your homework!"
Princess Daphne had the grace to blush and quietly replied. "Well maybe not everything..."
Diedre playfully smacked his shoulder. "Dreadfully boring?! Now you're in for it!"
Laughing, the couple headed downstairs to rejoin their friends.
Perhaps she would be better suited to the Abbey...
King Alexander had frowned and said that he'd speak with her mother. The Abbey would not be his first choice for her. In fact, he'd lately been speaking with Geoffrey L'Aventurer about a possible match. The children had been friends for many years now and often passed the hours talking about this or that.
The King shook his head. "I have more to consider than just the feelings of my daughter. I want her happiness, but I also need to ensure that I leave a strong kingdom for Barron to inherit." King Alexander sadly rubbed his neck. "I will need to think on it more."
Aurora leaned across and patted his knee. "You will make the right decision, husband. You always do."
Orb's Year 923
"But Father! I told you that I would wish to be sent to the Abbey," Princess Celeste cried in disbelief. Nervously she flicked a gaze behind her and saw Geoffrey standing there looking bored.
Geoffrey continued as though he had not shocked his old friend. "And my father bids me to remind the King of the agreements made between them."
King Alexander looked to his daughter. "Celeste?"
Celeste hung her head. "Then so it shall be."
Celeste nodded her head, not entirely sure how she was feeling. She was a little happy, as Geoffrey was certainly a handsome man... but this was not how she'd seen her life playing out!
He consoled himself with the hope that she would love him soon...
Orb's Year 924
Prince Baron clamped his brother on the shoulder. "Thank you for coming brother. It's not the same not having you in the castle to pester me!"
Prince Benedict laughed. "Who keeps you from getting too serious?!"
Prince Barron shared a secret smile with his wife. "Oh, I would say my lovely wife helps keep me from getting too full of myself!"
Prince Benedict raised his eyebrows and laughed. "Then my congratulations to you, Princess Diedre!"
Princess Daphne scowled. "But it's not fair! I want to learn to swordplay! I watched my brothers practice all those years! I bet I could do well!"
Prince Barron poked his sister on the nose. "Well, it's not ladylike to run about with swords!"
"I wouldn't be 'running about'," she grumbled.
Princess Diedre laughed. "Don't worry. She'll grow out of it soon. Soon she will talk of nothing but dresses and make-up and boys!"
"Boys?" she scowled again, "Yeck!"
"I was hoping that you might allow me to throw a gala."
The King scowled. "Why would you want to throw a gala?"
Daphne rolled her eyes. "To meet new friends, of course! I don't know anyone my age!"
The Queen glanced over at the King and waited until he nodded his head. Then, she smiled brightly, "Of course dear. Let us speak with Emily about it."
"That's splendid! You shall have the best of times!"
"Would you like to come?" she asked eagerly.
Princess Diedre smiled. "I would love to, but you won't want stuffy old adults at your party. Better that it be all teens meeting and having fun!"
Later Diedre had laughed to her husband that Daphne had indeed changed her tune and was now fully interested in dresses, make-up and boys!