"What have you done to my brother?" Lady Seraphine looked up from her knitting to a fuming Princess Veyra.
Although it goes against her nature she still bowed her head in a form of a condescending respect.
"Your royal Highness"
"Enough with the crap, we both know that you cannot stand and since my brother isn't here you can drop the act too and show your true self."
"What ever do you mean?" Grasping that this conversation isn't going to end any sooner, she keeps her knitting aside and slowly stands up.
Their heights is almost the same but lady Seraphine wore a very long heel so she was towering over the Princess.
"My brother loves only one thing in this world and that's the world" she opens her arms to make her point.
"I would know that because I have lived all my 15 years cooped up with him. So him not plotting demise but rather worrying about your whereabouts...." She then gave her a pointed look
