Mace sipping his mead and eating some boar looks out the window
“Alas Atlas, maybe Ill get a letter from the queen but wont hold out for it” Said Mace to his Lad.
Mace, darling there is a letter here for you from the queen Caria”
His mother comes into the banquet hall and walks towards her son
“Drop EVERYTHING the Queen has sent message!”
Mace sits up straight as his mother advances on him, “Mace Look here there is a letter” “Oh goody tis the queens letter (rolling his eyes)”
“Look Here Mace you WILL show Respect to the queen when you meet her, And her daughter”
I shall read the letter dearest son,
Dear Baron Mace Rim of Murleer
Tis I the queen of Raoin I write to you in advance of my daughters hand
Morganna Rye Malcom I believe in this being best of the match of our two regions
shall I hear from your return I will gather my daughter and lest your union inquest.
I Hope to hear from you soon very soon,
Queen Caria
“O my son you have been chosen as a notational lad for the queen’s daughter, shouted his mother with glee
“Yes mother I heard you what now another wench wanting mead, sheep?”
“No” Looking at him with fevered demeanor; you have been chosen as a potential choice of husband for Morganna. Mace dropped his Cup of wine, “Mother I don’t want to marry a filly”
“I don’t care what you think my son you must do what’s best of the kingdom inside and for moth”
“MOTHER I do NOT want to marry that bloody little girl, she is a right mouth on her and id rather smack her”
MACE, my son “you WILL Go meet Princess Morganna” No ifs no BUTS it WILL happen.
Yes Mother, I will go meet this lady Mace says with Contempt (not aware of what is actually about to happen”
“Yes my son I Adore you, you will go greet my new daughter in law”
“Yes mother as you wish”
Mace walks out of the banquet into the courtyard as far as he can get from his mother.
“Mother your Way to much I’m sorry but I’m done being your errand boy, I will love my life”
