"…A-Aska…? Lita…?"
Kiara's voice cracked, the regal veneer shattering in an instant.
The camp rippled with whispers, excitement, and disbelief spreading like wildfire.
"Did she just say Aska? Prince Askara?!"
"Wait, that Askara? And Lady Litani too?!"
"No way… royalty here?!"
"You idiot, Queen Kiara is their sister! Of course they'd be here!"
Erick's face turned the color of snow. His jaw hung open, eyes darting between his "Queen" and the two figures he had just claimed to have disciplined. Words caught in his throat, strangled by sheer horror.
Litani almost fell over, her shoulders trembling, biting her lip to keep from laughing aloud. The corners of her mouth curled into a wicked grin. 'Pfft~ oh, this is golden…'
Askara, meanwhile, looked completely at ease. Lounging with the two flustered girls still seated at his sides, he raised one hand in mock formality, bowing his head ever so slightly.
