Grim had barely finished his morning routine when the sound of approaching horses reached his ears. The sound of multiple people approaching his manor. Their pace suggested it was some matter of urgency.
He moved to the window overlooking his estate's front courtyard and recognized the royal colors immediately. Princess Liona's personal guard, their armor gleaming in the morning sunlight as they formed protective positions around a single figure dismounting near his main entrance.
[The princess has come calling,] Caius observed with amusement. [And she doesn't look pleased about something. This should be entertaining.]
Liona stepped down from her white carriage with fluid grace, her morning attire emphasizing the lean strength of her frame while maintaining royal elegance.
Deep blue velvet dress showcasing her skin and jewelry.
But her expression carried storms that would have made seasoned soldiers nervous.
