{Music Recommendation: 6.6 Gigue ~ Peter Gregson & Richard Harwood}
Morning sun finally kissed the soil of Eridor, and inside the palace, where two out of the three delegates from Avon held each other closely, their bodies still humming from the bliss they had shared the previous night. Unbothered by the world outside their room, they slept peacefully.
As the servants carried the tray of food to the dining table to set it, Louis entered the dining room. The members of the royal family had already arrived for breakfast except for two persons.
"What about Freya and Rowan?" the princess asked, picking up a napkin.
The second prince raised his face, looking at the empty chairs. Without saying anything, he continued with his meal.
Louis knitted his brows. "Maybe Freya is still sleeping. I'll go wake her up." He tried to stand up, but the princess waved her hand.