But that is in time, and not a thought to be entertained on a wedding day.

Sandalia, aged fourteen years, sister to the prince of Essandia and soon to be queen of oppressed Lanyarch, lifts a warm brown gaze to the bishop who bestows her husband’s name upon her, and smiles. They’re done together, the marriage and the crowning. Rough Lanyarchan rubes clamour to make oaths to the aging king and his fresh bride. He’s old, too old, for a girl of her age, though he isn’t yet feeble. What he is, is too wedded to his faith. He’s taken no wife until Sandalia, and that’s done only under pressure from Rodrigo, Essandia’s ruling prince and Sandalia’s brother. Aulun, the sister country to Lanyarch’s south, chokes under the Reformation Church’s hold, and Ecumenic Lanyarch suffers for it. Should Charles, last of the house of Stewart, pass without an heir, there will be no stopping the Red Bitch in Aulun from sweeping over Lanyarch and bending it to her rule.

Rodrigo, as in love with his faith as Charles but far more pragmatic, will not allow that to happen. Sandalia remembers his apology as they stood on an Essandian dock, in the moments before she climbed aboard a tall ship to sail north and meet her fate. In memory, he takes her hands in his, studying her with sad eyes. Rodrigo is twice her age, handsome and fit in the prime of his life, and he doesn’t like sending a young sister away as a piece on a playing field. He murmurs words of sorrow, words that hang in Sandalia’s mind even now, for all that she’s tried to forget them. She is a princess of Essandia, and did not, does not, will not, need the prince’s apologies: she is young, but she knows her duty, and would do anything for her brother besides.

So now, with the weight of a queen’s crown on her head, she turns from the man who crowned her and holds the hand of the one she’s wed, and speaks in a clear strong voice and in a language that is not her own. People will admire her mastery of the Aulunian tongue now, and later say her speech held wisdom and charm beyond her years.