Seconoria
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Freya sat in the neutral attire she'd gotten accoustumed to for years now, a dress that had trousers instead of skirts, it had pockets and a stylish belt, it was a modern fashioned dungaree.
"Your higness, his majesty asks for your presence in his courtroom" a voice penetrated her silence, a guard. She promptly stood up like a soldier, "Right now?" she asked.
"Yes, your highness with immediate effect he asked for you to be there" the guard announced urgently, making Hannah who'd been sitting quietly with her lady frown.
What does the king want now? she wondered.
"No need to lead the way" she dismissed the man with a wave of her hand and he does just that, he went away.
"Your majesty" she courtesied, her attire a simply yet masculine attire that she has grown comfortable in.