Chapter 33

Emilia followed the servant in the simple white tunic down the hall to the dining room. As she went she couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the hall, the hangings on the wall, the silver sconces that adorned the walls were there had been wrought iron lamp holders. She realized once again that her father had made the right choice in electing Helos as the next to the throne, any other man would not have done what Helos had been able to do.

“This way, my lady.”

She pulled her wits back around her and turned in the direction the servant was pointing. The dining was done in shades of cream and purple, the one chairs around the hardwood table were covered with purple velvet and the back of each chair was beautifully carved. The soft rug swallowed her feet as she stepped on it making her marvel once more at the wealth of Helos.

“If you keep opening your mouth like that, my princess, I fear I may have to blindfold you.”