'So Your Highness, when are you leaving?' The bishop asked for the nth time in his mind.
But like the usual days, Prince Benedict never mentioned anything but his yearning for a girl he had never even seen.
After the morning prayer and mass, the Bishop accompanied the other to the house of a very wealthy merchant who had invited them for late breakfast. The two, and their entourage of course, then went back to the church, talking about what always piqued the prince's interest.
"Your Highness, Lady Obson will visit before noon. Would you like to meet her with me later? Maybe the Obson family has obtained a clue and will want to share it with us."
The handsome man gave a smile, "Then please excuse my sudden presence in your talk with the lady." His eyes were outside the lavish carriage. "I can still see the missing person notice on the walls of this place... When will Lady Marian be found?"