"To educate someone," Jean said.
That answer made Simon glance at Salviana.
"My lady?"
Salviana sighed, already knowing resistance had become useless.
"It seems we are visiting Ava Layor."
A faint silence followed.
Even Simon looked as though he understood trouble had just taken form.
Jean continued walking.
"If any princess decides to interfere," she said without slowing, "she may also receive whatever portion belongs to her."
Heappal nearly coughed.
Simon recovered first and stepped after them.
"Then we are definitely coming."
The knights fell into place behind them as the four moved through the long palace halls, boots and heels striking polished stone in measured rhythm.
Servants stepped aside quickly.
Something in Jean's posture announced danger before words ever could.
Salviana glanced sideways at her friend.
"You are enjoying this too much."
"I have been gone too long," Jean said coolly. "Someone clearly forgot palace standards in my absence."
