"But ... that could not be it." He said, rubbing his forehead. "It might just be her personality."
"True." His sister shrugged. "Not the question is this, what do you feel towards her?"
"I am gra-"
"Stop." She held her hand up. "Forget about all that. What do you feel towards her?"
"I cannot separate her from what she has done for me, sister," he said, frowning. "That will diminish all the good she has done for us."
"Forget us. Think about you." She looked at his blank stare and sighed in frustration. "How about this? I heard that she is to be wed to another man, what do you feel about that?"
"He is the one able to keep her alive." He said straightforwardly. "I have no intention of asking her to be my queen if that is the case."
"Really? The bar is that low?" The woman shook her head at him and flicked his forehead once again, harder this time.
"Ouch. Why-?"
