“You can’t catch me, Kelban!” Princess Felice called out to her nanny as she darted through the kitchen door and into the yard. Fast, slippered feet darted through guards and helpers, and wove through a gaggle of idle serving girls. She burst from the crowd only to stop in her tracks in front of her stern-looking father.
As the man looked down at her, his frown deepened. “And why is the princess dodging her nanny?” His deep, rumbling voice was filled with disappointment rather than anger, and his daughter winced.
“I’m just playing a game of tag, Daddy,” she answered meekly with a curtsy. “Kelban is right behind me, truly.” Felice looked back in time to watch the dark-skinned man crash into a serving girl who was carrying water. Read the rest of this entry »