Jubes was trained by Logan and Victor. Logan being the best damned scout the country has, and Victor being second only because he's better at diplomacy. How no one is sure.
"There's always a runner placed at the gates when either the King or the Prince are out of the Castle. It lets the Castle, the court, and everyone else prepare for the disruption." Josh explains. "So, having a runner there? Not a big deal."
The horses clatter onto the cobblestones of the castle town's streets. Lightning snorts as Mimsy runs ahead. Buttercup perks up and dances a little bit. She knows there are oats and a warm stable with hay at the end of this.
When they clatter into the yard, members of the court are fluttering around, though they give wide berth to the animals, at least. Josh stays on the outside, hiding Angela from the court. One member of the court runs over. "Prince Kevin!" She gushes, practically throwing her metallic self at him. "You've returned! I hope all is well."
Kevin looks like a caged beast. His hand whips out and grabs onto Angela's without looking. "Lady Cessily. If you'll excuse us, we need to report to the King." He says.
"We?" She asks, looking disdainfully at the plainly dressed Angela.
"Yes." He says, peeling her hand off his arm. "True Halves have no care for hierarchy, and neither do I." He pulls Angela gently. "If you'll excuse us?"
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"There's always a runner placed at the gates when either the King or the Prince are out of the Castle. It lets the Castle, the court, and everyone else prepare for the disruption." Josh explains. "So, having a runner there? Not a big deal."
The horses clatter onto the cobblestones of the castle town's streets. Lightning snorts as Mimsy runs ahead. Buttercup perks up and dances a little bit. She knows there are oats and a warm stable with hay at the end of this.
When they clatter into the yard, members of the court are fluttering around, though they give wide berth to the animals, at least. Josh stays on the outside, hiding Angela from the court. One member of the court runs over. "Prince Kevin!" She gushes, practically throwing her metallic self at him. "You've returned! I hope all is well."
Kevin looks like a caged beast. His hand whips out and grabs onto Angela's without looking. "Lady Cessily. If you'll excuse us, we need to report to the King." He says.
"We?" She asks, looking disdainfully at the plainly dressed Angela.
"Yes." He says, peeling her hand off his arm. "True Halves have no care for hierarchy, and neither do I." He pulls Angela gently. "If you'll excuse us?"