Greet the King and Queen

The king and queen are seated in the middle of the head table at the back of the room. A full pig is the starting meal set in the center of the table and stretching out to either side of it remain other beasts elegantly prepared by the castle chief. Green salads, fresh vegetables and ripe fruit are placed around the plates giving the feast a grand appeal.

To the King's right sit his royal advisors and the generals of his army. To the Queen's left are her three children followed by the highest of the female nobility.

You pause as your eyes lock with the Queen's. Her deep blue eyes seem to capture yours, and although every ounce of your being tells you this desire you have for her is wrong, you can't look away. Even further god seems to be playing a cruel joke on you as you can see affection for you in her eyes.

Suddenly you feel yourself move towards the head table and you're surprised when you find that your feet are moving of their own free will. As you reach the King and Queen your conscious mind somehow regains a semblance of control and you incline your head. You're further amazed when you find the voice to speak.

"My Lord, my Lady. It is an honor to have been invited to such a grand occasion. You have my humble thanks." You're pleased that you found the nerve to speak otherwise it would have looked incredibly embarrassing to you as well as insulting to his majesty.

A hearty laugh came from the belly of his majesty Quinton Von Swanson. "My good friend Sir Scott, you are indeed too humble. It is I that am honored by your presence." The King extended a hand to an open seat at his table, "Come, sit by me. If anyone here deserves it, it's you."