Chapter 66: A walk around the palace

"Go where?" Trace asked Sapphira suspiciously.

"Magical help?" Anaisa questioned.

"Yes," The Princess shook her head, answering her servant's question while ignoring the new bodyguard's query. "You think I could be this beautiful without it?"

Trace suppressed a grin. The royal's magically-assisted glamor was not quite on par with his wife's natural beauty. In his eyes, there was no real comparison, and he felt a small wave of compassion for the princess. To be outshined by a servant, even though she would not admit it, must be a very upsetting thing for someone so spoiled.

"Well, I–" Anaisa paused, likely realizing that any answer had the possibility of offending, one way or another. "You are very beautiful, Your Highness." She finished lamely.

"And we will keep it so!" Sapphira beamed. "Now, hurry, time is of the essence, the ball is less than a week away!"