Lauralye felt groggy come the morning, but better than she had the previous day. She woke to the sounds of voices and her cell door being opening. She allowed the guards to help her to her feet and walk her out of the cell, all in a way far gentler than the previous day. As she walked out, she heard Robert calling for her and struggling against his guards. She looked at the two men flanking herself, "Where are they taking him?"

"The Pits," One said, solemnly, understanding that the Princess would not be happy. Lauralye's eyes widened, "What? No!"

She started to struggle herself but was dragged to her bedroom. Upon arrival, her handmaidens smiled and held up her dress and veil, "Today is the day!"

Lauralye looked at the white clothing and sighed.