For the rest of the evening, as the ladies from her village talked to Lazarus about his plans for the village if the rebellion stopped, Avice felt like she was being ignored on purpose. Once they reached the village, she was going to give them all a lesson of their life.
"How long do you plan on staying here?" Avice asked them, interrupting the conversation rudely.
They looked at her with surprise at her insolence. "As long as Lord Lazarus wants us to be here," Marie shot back. "Besides, it is not proper manners to interrupt a conversation of a prince."
At that Avice's jaw dropped. Marie was being smart with her. She had to show her place, but now. She would do it in private.
Lord Lazarus coughed a little and after ignoring Avice, he continued to chat with the group of ladies. All of them were just too eager for this once in a lifetime opportunity to talk to a royal and put forth their grievances.
