"Your highness, you wished to address the council?"
A royal council member whose name Brendan can't seem to recall bows towards him and he nods in acknowledgement of the man's respect.
He doesn't respond to the council member's question immediately though, as he takes his time staring at the item placed in front of his hands.
The piece of jewellery hidden in its velvet casing doesn't fill him with dread any more, if anything, he is glad that his father had forced him to have it. Thanks to the older Bachmann and this piece of history, Brendan's life is about to take the turn he wants more than anything.
A sense of accomplishment fills him even before this meeting is over. Whatever happens and when all is said and done, she'll be standing right by his side.
"Natalie Brown…" He smile
