I was certain I told you the king was coming.”

She planted her hands on her hips. “You did not tell me the king was coming.”

“I remember telling you there would be only one more delay until we would marry. That day on the battlements. I remember it distinctly.”

“Aye, you did say that, but you failed to mention that the ‘one thing’ was the king of England.”

“Well, now you know,” he said casually, as if he were speaking of the time of day or the color of the sky and not something as important as a royal visit. “He is coming tomorrow,” he added. “For our wedding.