Below, Savine was standing in the middle of the onlookers, preparing to speak. It was common practice for foreign consorts to be paraded across the city, before they introduced themselves to the locals.
"I am honored to receive the Great Gretenberg Capital's warm welcome," Savine said. "As an unknown woman from a shamed duchy, I understand there are many here that do not kindly upon me."
Victarine was disgusted at the false and pretty words. Could she say anything more manufactured? How much time must she have spent thinking of her little speech? And at the end of all that, she managed to create some of the most boorish words one could utter.
"Hopefully," the 'girl' continued speaking. "The work I've planned for this next year will convince everyone of mine and Fest's rights adequacy for this marriage."
Victarine felt her back go cold. She had heard from her father the kind of 'work' the villain did.
