It was late, the carriages were just arriving to the castle carrying a variety of lords and ladies. King Edward II was sitting on his throne, the one next to his empty since his bride was currently no where to be found. He was waiting for proof to be rid of her, since he had his suspicions of her adultery and he didn't want to be saddled with the burden of having a homely whore for a wife. He mindlessly greeted his guests as they were presented to him, until one Lady in particular stood out, she was beautiful and when she curtsied her youthful grace drew his attention even more. "What did you say your name was again?" He questioned, in a tone fit for a king.
One other guest had taken notice of her beauty, standing across the room Nicolai watched her his eyes piercing and dark against his lighter tone.