Roxine pulled Sierra to the side. She was still looking over to where Alistair was while trying to theories on what Roxine meant. Once they were in the corner of the hall, she leaned in and whispered in her ear again.
"Alistair won't be coming over to speak to you. Not today."
"Oh. That's alright," Sierra slumped her shoulders as she looked away from Alistair and turned her attention to Roxine instead.
"You definitely don't look alright. I can tell," Roxine mused as she folded her arms, "The Royal court noted that Alistair had not been giving any attention to some of the other princesses, so he has to make up for it today."
"Oh, I see," hearing Roxine's explanation made her feel a little better.
"Sierra, I'm going to need you to do me a favor again," Roxine switched gears in their conversation.
"A favor? What sort of favor?"
