"The finest diamonds and platinum within Oehiton for such an honored guest" says Njorn. "You honor us with your presence Queen Regent. My daughter says you enjoyed your approach of the citadel. You and your guards are welcome to stay as long as you wish."
Beatrice curtsies before Ásboð and Njorn Beowolf at the gesture. "Innumerable thanks, your grace. C'est magnifique! So beautiful!... as is your most gracious daughter, SIGFRÍÐR. she is most patient. I feared my curiosity of your magnificent people would drive her to madness" she jokes.
Giving SIGFRÍÐR a quaint smile.
"You must be very proud of her Ásboð."
She gently waves her hand over the display case, almost to suggest she did not believe what her eyes saw.
Turning to SIGFRÍÐR, speaking while adjusting her hair, dress and shealth.
"I must ask, my dear. How does a northern beauty like you come to speak so fluently? Native Saultecois study both national languages until they graduate secondary education. Foreigners come to spend a great more time in study... yet you appear to be no older than 16? A master of both and I see a kind, yet hard cunning in your eyes."
She squints and loops her arm through SIGFRÍÐRs. Obviously, with no consideration for the princesses' personal space. For a queen Regent, she acts very formal with the royal hosts, too friendly perhaps.
"Come SIGFRÍÐR! Tell me your secrets over dinner and I will show you how we Saulteacois play the games of politics... admittedly, I will also attempt to convince you to visit my son, Prince Stephan d'Chené and I on our lovely island. He is unstoppable on the battlefield and yet I bet one look at you would stop him like molasses in January."
SIGFRÍÐR glances over at her father, clearly unsure of how to properly deal with this unorthodox individual glued to her side.
Beatrice passes Major R.Gronid, momentarily resting her hand on his shoulder.
"You look lost, friend" She smiles and shakes hands.
"Find me inside, I wish to discuss a few auxiliary matters that you may have in interest."
The Saulteaux guards nod to the approaching Myraxian group in acknowledgement. A few share words quietly during the talks. Momentarily easing the tense situation at hand.