Hello. Well this is from Silvia's POV, so enjoy!
I'm glad that you all enjoyed the story yesterday from Shalom's POV! :)
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Protocol
You'd think by now everyone knew what was expected of them. That Lady America knew which fork was the salad fork, and Prince Maxon knew not to leave a party early. That's why I was surprised when I saw the two of them wander off to who knows where when they were supposed to be greeting guests. These people are politically advantageous, so why would they skip the opportunity to maintain, or build stronger relationships with them?
"Silvia," King Clarkson called. "Where on Earth do the two lovebirds think they're going?"
"I wish I knew, Your Majesty," I replied. Politics matter when you're a royal, especially with the Peace Ball being tomorrow evening.
"Can you do me a favour? Before the ball tomorrow, can you go over the decorum that is expected of the future King and Queen of Illea with Prince Maxon and Lady America? Also, I need you to ask them why they left so early today."
"Why? I'm sure they already know their etiquette and will have plenty to do already, seeing as they are not here now to greet guests."
"That's exactly why. They both know better than to leave in the middle of an event like this. I need you to remind them, just so that we don't get any excuses tomorrow as to why they left because I expect both of them to own up to their mistakes. I also want to make sure that they both behave themselves at the ball tomorrow. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," I said, bowing low.
"Then have a nice night, Silvia," he said, waking off.
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