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Isadora had been highly amused by the tourney, though it seemed in every event one of her favored suitors for the princess would lose. First the handsome Thom Clarke who was closest in age to the Princess, lost pathetically in a simple peasant hunt. And then the attractive Nyle Coulbourne failed impressively at the hammer tossing. When Trystan Hyland was thrown off his horse, and blood was pooling around him, Izza's joyous mood vanished. Though she had never met or spoken to him, he was basically her cousin, and she felt oddly upset at his distress and injury. After a red haired lady made a spectacle of herself, and Trystan was haled off to the medical tent, the tourney continued albeit with a tad less enthusiasm after dirt was kicked over the puddle of blood. 

They only hopeful left in Isadora's eyes was Ithobal Gully, unfortunately he lost in the last event, thus making the much to old and arrogant Jeyco Swan the winner, and most likely Princess Madeline's future husband. Surly the king would object to a no name sailor marring his only child and heir. She clapped politely as people cheered for the victor. Izza glanced over her shoulder to see how the King, Queen, and Princess felt about this unexpected winner. 

The king was not in his fancy seat, which was strange. The princess seemed to be doing her best to hide her concern, as the queen artfully showed no signs of dissatisfaction. And then there was a scream, and the royal ladies faces contorted in horror. Izza whipped her head around as a guard shouted that is was the kings head, and chaos ensued. Along with the other handmaidens, Izza hurried behind the princess and queen, as they were corralled into the castle by the Kings Guard. 

She had not seen the head roll from the banner, but the way the queen had screamed, it was hard to deny that the king had been murdered. A million question flew through her mind as the Queen consoled Madeline. Most of the queen's ladies, and Izza's fellow handmaidens stood about the safe room in tears and shaky voices. In all of history the repercussions when a king was murdered were never good. Unless someone got a handle on things very quickly, war was usually the outcome of such events as this. The queen's handmaiden, lady Selma Grigori, Got down on her knees and started to pray, and a few other began to follow her example. Isadora looked to Madeline. If it was true and the king was really dead, that meant the barely thirteen year old unmarried princess was Queen of Lhivoria.