Chapter Two

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Anadil tried her hardest not to look down at their hands, but it was difficult.

"Welcome!" boomed the king.

"You are the ambassadors from Camelot?" the king's husband asked.

Were they both kings?

Nobody in their party was quite sure.

"Yes, we are," Hester said, always ready to take charge.

The king looked down at their hands and then to a guard.

The guard nodded.

He walked toward them and Hester instinctively pushed Anadil behind her.

Anadil blushed, knowing that reaction had nothing to do with their acting.

That was just Hester.

The guard raised an eyebrow.

"We're not going to hurt you. You're a guest in our castle!" the king said with that same smile.

"We only wish to show you to your rooms."

Everyone in their group was staring at Anadil and Hester's still intertwined hands.

"I'm sorry but what's happening?!" Sophie asked indignantly.

Nicola kicked her subtly.

"Were you not listening? We're getting our rooms."

"I mean with Hest-"

Nicola kicked her again, this time harder.

"I'm sorry for her rude outburst, your highness."

Unlike some people, Nicola had read her history textbook before they got here and knew of their somewhat uncommon traditions.

"It's quite alright. I'm sure your girlfriend is just tired from the long journey."

Sophie's eyes widened.

"Girl-"

Nicola snatched onto her hand, making the blond instantly shut up.

"Yes, she's had quite the long day."

Nicola shot a look to all of their companions and told hem to shut up.

She tried to give Sophie that look, but the blond was still staring at their hands.

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