Favorites : In 100 Words

They had the run of the castle, the two of them. The taffy-haired girl and the boy whose green eyes spoke mischief had been adopted as favorites by staff and nobles alike. More often than not, they'd be found in the parlor behind the throne room, playing Rooks'n'Knights with the King, or riding Ladylark, tucked behind the Queen. When they were alone, forsaking chores and getting away with it as usual, they liked to pretend they weren't orphans, but the blessed offspring of the kind royals themselves. Such musings lent sweetness to their lives. And nurtured devotion in their hearts.