“Father, could you remind me why we are here?” I shifted my weight as I walked with Father.
“Well dear, I promised Pharo Marison that I would visit, and I would fancy for you to escort me." He father smiled as we approached the guard at the door.
"I would not belong in here Father-"
"Hush! Belonging doesn't matter darling. Besides, you look lovely" My father smiled at me. My gown was elegant. It's pink, silver, and cream fabrics are silky and gentle on my skin. It has a sweeping skirt with an empire waist and bell-shaped sleeves, accented with lace all around.
"Oh Harrison, do let him in!" I hear a woman's voice that I do not recall.
"Cearra! How splendid to see you again" My arm faults from my Father's and I panic. I don't belong here....I need to stay by his side.
"Is this Korah? You favor your mother, dear. Oh how much we miss her" Cearra smiles sweetly, holding her hand over her heart.
"Y-You knew my mother?" I say meek, shocked that my parents, just mere commoners knew the Queen and King.
"Why of course! Your mother was my best mate growing up." I see that she's fidgeting with the ring on her finger as she talks.
"Cearra there you are- Harrison! How are you, sir?" The King reaches up for my Father's hand and he takes it, shaking while chuckling.
"Excellent, Excellent. How are your children?"
"Ezrah is getting ready to take the throne in a few months. Come, let's talk further inside." Pharo Marison escorts us inside, it's spacious, luminous, and gorgeous inside. A girl, looking to be about my age, starts strolling beside me.
"Your Harrison's daughter?" She questions, her voice delicate and sweet.
"Yes...why?"
"I am Princess Myira, heiress of King Marison and Queen Cerra." she curtsies, and I return it.
"Korah, daughter of Harrison"
"You know, my parents have everyone call him Sir Harrison"
"Oh, well daughter of Sir Harrison" Myira giggles and holds out her arm to me, I tenderly link them, and she walks us toward a table swelled with luxurious foods.
"Your dress is quite remarkable, Sir Harrison picks well"
"Yeah...he does, doesn't he?" I smile to myself.
"Myira, Mother, and Father have requested you along with Sir Harrison's daughter" A tall fellow gazed at us, waiting for us to follow.
"Of course brother. Korah, this is my brother, Ezrah"
"Ezrah, heir of King Marison and Queen Cerra" He inclines his head and I curtsy.
"Okay good! Let us go Korah?"
"Of course"
Hi! I'm Naya, thank you so much for reading! <3 :)
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