Isabella

My eyes found George as he continued to fumble. Suddenly, his demeanour fell calm as he took in a breath. "Forgive my nerves. I have never been in the presence of the masked King. I hadn't realized he would be such an impressive man. I've heard many stories about you, my King," he bowed.

The masked King cocked his head to one side; I could imagine Damon rolling his eyes beside me.

 "Let's get this over with," he said in a deeper voice, startling George slightly.

"Of course," George replied. He reached beside his chair to pull out a folder. "This is what I can offer the princess. It's...