July 27

Esme sat down at the dining room table in her normal seat. Today they were having french toast for breakfast. Esme made sure to drown her plate with syrup. 

Suddenly, King Tamari stood up from his seat, “I have an announcement I’d like to make. We will be telling the public later today, but I wanted to make sure you all knew first.” 

Everyone at the table looked confused. Except for Celia who had a solemn look on her face and Gene who blushed a little. 

“Gene’s getting married.”

An audible gasp filled the room. Gene just blushed more. 

“He’s marrying Princess Alice Raoulet of Thaven. The Raoulet family is coming to visit tomorrow. If it goes well, the princess will stay here while her family goes back to their own kingdom.” King Tamari looked at his wife, “Stop it Celia, you knew this was going to happen. I already have to deal with the council, I don’t need to deal with you too.” 

“I didn’t say anything!” Celia glared at Tamari. He just rolled his eyes and sat down. 

It was obvious that they were mad at eachother. They love each other, but when they fight they act like they’re trapped in a loveless marriage where they fight all the time. 

No one talked the rest of breakfast. Either they were too busy processing what they just learned or they didn’t want to risk getting chastised by an angry parent. 

Esme just sat here, eating her french toast, wondering what the word “marry” ment and why it was so important.