I’m posting from my current writing WiP, Song and Shadow, a prequel to Song and Sword. It’s a rough draft and I still don’t have an actual outline for it so it’s going to be a fun ride.
Picking up from last week.
“I don’t know how to step on toes,” Hierik said softly. “I’ve spent my whole life not doing it.”
“For now,” Pashevel replied, “simply greet your guests one by one and thank them for coming. They aren’t expecting you do anything like that, so that should be enough to throw them off balance and keep them guessing.”
Hierik drew a deep uncertain breath and nodded, managing a weak smile.
“I’ll be with you,” Pashevel assured him, putting a hand on his shoulder as he turned toward the nobles, all of whom were ignoring them while at the same time trying to watch them, curious about this strange Crown Prince of the Elves as the rumors flitted throughout the ballroom.