"Why did you keep it a secret from me?" Christian asked Catherina, his blue eyes baring down into her green ones.
"I thought you might get mad because you said your Father wanted us to marry." Catherina replied, "I thought you might be upset, but I don't understand how you didn't know. I did invite you."
"Why wouldn't my Father tell me of this? Why would he not tell me that you were marrying a King?" Christian wondered aloud, as they began to walk down the marble corridor.
"He may not have told you because I was marrying a King." Catherina suggested, "He wanted us to marry, remember."
"True. But if he wanted us to marry, that explains why he didn't tell me that you were getting married, but it doesn't explain why I've never seen you when they last came on visit to the Lone Islands."
"I had to stay here. Lylie was ill with chickenpox and I had to look after her. It's a good thing that I had had chickenpox when I was younger." Catherina whispered. "Chickenpox Buddy." She said, holding out her little finger to him. He linked his through hers.
"Chickenpox Buddy." He smiled.