While Emperor Vetranis was calming his nerves in the courtyard of the Royal Palace of Austria, Berengar was comforting Honoria after she had learned the troubling news of Arethas' death. He latched onto the beautiful young woman like a lamprey as he stroked her silky white hair. While he did so, he whispered into the Princess's ear.
"Don't worry; everything will be fine. I promise that I will convince your father to allow us to be together!"
Honoria looked up at Berengar with an appreciative glance. Without Berengar here to comfort her, she had no idea how she would handle the news of Arethas' death. Aside from Heraclius, her godfather was her only friend growing up, hearing that he had passed away while still being so young shook the girl to her core.
It was only after Berengar had helped calm the princess's nerves that the young King addressed the crowd of nobility who had gathered to witness his coronation with a calm and confident tone.
I'm still sick but am feeling slightly better. Regardless, one chapter is about the extent of my mental energy right now, so I hope you enjoy what I can write at the moment. As always, thanks for supporting my work!