"Well, she saved his life." Sigrid commented in an unbothered voice.
"My father saved the kings life three years ago during an assassination attempt when he was on a pilgrimage to the city of Ark Angel. He cannot wield a sword anymore because the nerves in his right hand were damaged beyond repair. You don't see my father hanging on to the king like a third limb." Mauve muttered. "Hmph, I think she is trying to secure herself a marriage."
"And what would you know of marriage at what..how old are you?" Sigrid looked the young woman over.
"Two and one." Mauve answered with a smile.
She held her fingers up on both hands to show the two and one but instead, she had four fingers up.
"So, is it two and one, two and two or four?" Sigrid asked with a smile.
Mauve pouted and lowered one finger. "Crown princess, you think that I am dumb, right?"
