I was stunned into silence. Finally, I whispered, “What? You must be wrong. I could not possibly be the king’s daughter.”
Aegis reached into his pocket and pulled forth the most exquisite ring I had ever seen, holding it up for me to see. It was shaped like a golden crown, adorned with dazzling emeralds. “This is the king’s signet ring, and he asked that I bring it to show to you. I assure you, Zora, you most definitely are the king’s first-born child, and as such, the Princess of Tarshish. His Majesty requests your immediate presence at the castle, therefore this is not negotiable. We leave at dawn,” he said, then strode toward the barn and left me quite alone.
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