Weariness covered the old King like a second skin. Looking downright small in his large throne, he rested his chin in the cup of one hand. After days of cajoling from the prime minister, the old king had finally conceded to his prime minister’s cajoling to grant an audience to Lady Greenmeadow. While his memory was no longer what it used to be, His Majesty still remembered the role her ladyship had played in sending le comte des Deux Chats to the Northern Tower as well as the part she played in hurting his beloved Princess Pirouette. Did she really think she could inveigle herself into my good graces again?
While the prime minister stood behind the old King’s throne, Princess Pirouette sat in a smaller throne at his right hand. No amount of flattery from anyone or anything could persuade Pirouette to forgive Lady Greenmedow for her role in GarGar’s infidelity. The reality of her situation did cause her to grant le comte des Deux Chats forgiveness, however grudgingly, but Lady Greenmeadow would forever sit in the cold air outside of warmth of royal favor.