The World of Rhune

“I am doing nothing of the sort,” Hannah said, though a smile pulled up the tips of her mouth. “My family keeps us a good friendship with the King and Queen,” Hannah said. She guessed he knew who she was, but she had not introduced herself in her full title and he had not questioned. So she decided to play along as if she wasn’t; besides he was being more formal than she was. His eyes flicked back to the book she had brought in, but she decided that could be a topic while they walked. “You know I think I am going to go find someone to get a drink. Would you like to come,” Hannah asked Demetrey. She stood up from the sofa, her bare feet warm against the wood hot from the flames in the hearth. She raised her eyebrows questioningly at the boy, waiting for his answer.