Anaya
Anaya stole her way back to her room. She was hoping to get there before she was seen by anyone, but it was inevitable.
“Princess, I'm glad to have caught you.” Trager offered his arm to her and she took it allowing him to lead her through the halls. “I see you have received the message from Prince Khanthar.”
Anaya was still holding the parchment Azrel had given her. She handed it to Trager. “Yes, and I was going to freshen up for the event,” she said.
“The prince has requested to move up time and for you to come now?” Trager seemed hopeful. “If that works with you, your highness.”
Anaya had hoped to be able to sleep. Between waking up early and the late nights with Azrel, she would be unable to stay awake for many more days. Still, this was important to the kingdom and to Azrel that the foreign prince continued to give aid.
“Of course.”