King Davin, yet again, found himself feeling impatient for the second time that day. The party was now twenty minutes in and drinks had been served, however, the guest of honour was still to be seen. "Hey, Davin…"
"Mind your tone, Phillip," Martha cut him off.
"Oh, forgive me, Your Highness. King Davin, are you sure you're not making a big fuss over this… seemingly too good to be a true discovery. We know this was the month in which she was born and you don't normally act normal at that time. Isn't this a bit… much?" the red-eyed man voiced his concern, taking another sip of the drink he'd been served.
"I appreciate your concern, Alpha Phillip, but she will be here soon. What I can't believe is the fact that none of you has seen her this entire time," the king sighed.