The Sleeping PrinceAmy Monrey frowned at the Kunab official. "You believe my cook is whom?"The Sleeping Prince by DarthButtercup
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The official coughed, blinking in surprise at the young brunette. "It is not a matter of belief, Madam General. We have irrefutable proof, which we will happily let your Wizard verify."
"You said what happened to him?" Amy raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Why should I believe you, mush less let you anywhere near James?"
The official's eyes darted towards Amy's very large and sharp sword, standing sheathed behind her desk. "Um, well, on Prince Jermayn's naming day, a particularly powerful and uninvited Wizard made an appearance, and decided she wanted to curse him. We sent him away with the Court's best Witch, but ten years later, they were attacked by slavers."
Amy sighed. "Which were accosted a year later on the Rhuian coast, and the only one the right age was gifted to me by the head of the Palace guard. I suppose there would be no harm in allowing verification."
Once the official had gone, a boy near