“Don’t you think that’s half the fun?” Craig asked with a small grin.
She shook her head.
“Plus, we lookso exoticwith our Black Legion friend.” Daniel took a large bite of his meat.
“Where are you both from?” Vhalla asked, picking at her own food.
“The capital,” Craig said, unsurprisingly.
“Cyven,” Daniel announced.
“Where in Cyven?” She was sincerely interested in anyone from the East.
“Most people don’t know it. It’s a small town.” Daniel laughed when he saw the squint she was giving him and proceeded, “It’s called Paca.”
“Paca!” she gasped.
“You know it?” He raised his eyebrows.
“I’m from Leoul.”
“No.” He seemed as excited as she felt.
“Yes! Yes! I went to the Festival of the Sun in Paca every year with my mum and papa.” Vhalla felt the sweet pang of nostalgia.
“With the old lady who sells the candied nuts?” he asked in disbelief.
“And the man who never stopped singing?” Vhalla affirmed.
“Oh Paaaaaaaca,don’t you go astray!” Daniel put his hand to his chest and belted before they both collapsed into a fit of laughter. “You really do know!” He flashed her a dazzling smile that was too infectious not to return.
“Oh, how adorable. You finally have someone who understands your love of farm animals.” Craig’s tease was ignored.
Daniel’s focus was only on Vhalla.
“My family’s farm is about a half day’s ride to the Hot Pot Inn. We’d stay there for the festival,” she explained.
“I knew the family who owned the inn. I’d work there sometimes when Dad didn’t need a hand in the fields. I wonder if we ever met.” Daniel gave the matter serious thought.
“Who knows?” Vhalla shrugged and occupied her mouth with a strip of meat. She didn’t remember any young boys in particular, but she didn’t want to discourage Daniel. It was nice to have a connection to home.
“Get ready to move out,” Prince Baldair boomed as he strolled through the ranks.
“I should go.” She stood, passing her mostly untouched breakfast to an eager Craig.
“Ride with us today?” Daniel invited.
“I don’t think I can,” Vhalla said uncertainly.
“They’re only strict about the formation for show. They won’t care now.” Craig was already halfway through her portion.
Vhalla opened her mouth to answer as she felt footsteps thunder over the ground behind her.
“You’re far from home.”
“My prince.” Vhalla turned, giving Prince Baldair a bow. She found his presence uncomfortable. First he’d been nothing more to her than the Heartbreaker Prince, a man straight from the lore of servants. A man she’d only briefly met in the library by chance. Then, he’d been Aldrik’s brother, and her conspirator in sneaking her into the gala at the end of the last Festival of the Sun. That had also been the Night of Fire and Wind. The last time she’d seen Prince Baldair he’d been tending to her wounds at Aldrik’s command.What did he think of her now?“I was just about to return.”
“Baldair.” Daniel stood, wiping his palms on his pants, surprisingly relaxed in the presence of his prince and commander. “Would it be trouble if Vhalla rode with us today?”
