"Queen Mother, please say you're mistaken..." Herriot made a rather sour face. He might not be that choosy now that he had officially released Marissa Princesley. However, who was Saritsa Volen? He would rather marry his messed-up salt-shaker sister than that woman.
Saritsa Volen was only beautiful; there was nothing more worth mentioning as for her character. Even if this was the same for Havina, most of the high nobility knew the impossible and crazy side of the princess. As for Saritsa, she was naive and stupid. Herriot only knew her from rumors of course. Novaska and Achlys were too far to even have a central gathering. Perhaps the tribunal would help, but neither of them was attending.
