Fiesty Argents

The clock chime echoed throughout the room. “I guess it is time for luncheon,” Kaelie said rising from her seat thankful the hour was upon them.

“Perfect, I am famished.” Prince Davian announced as they made their way to the door.

The group was visibly relieved to no longer be enthralled by talks of architecture and paintings. None of the males seemed interested as their conversation would drift t