At last, the Cyran delegation arrived for lunch. And only 15 minutes late. Apparently, punctuality was not a Cyran trait. Or they did not feel that they needed to be on time to dine with the Imperial Couple.
"And who is this charming young lady? The Lady Empress' sister, perhaps?"
Both women fought to not roll their eyes. Fortunately for them, years of practice and experience dealing with obsequious men paid off.
Queen Mathilde laughed merrily as though pleased with his cheesy line. "You flatter me, Prince Helios." She said. "I am Rowena's devoted mother."
"Forgive my mistake. I was overwhelmed with your beauty." Prince Helios said smoothly as he bowed to the Queen. The rest of his delegation bowed as well although they said nothing.
Rowena beamed as though she too was pleased at the comparison. "An easy mistake to make as Mother is a stunningly youthful woman."
