Serena felt so uncomposed in the moment. Her mouth hung open as she looked at Clara, and then she laughed. "No, not at all."
"Then why did you come to visit us?" Clara asked. "I do not have many books, but there was this one where a beautiful princess from a faraway land came to marry the angry prince, and everyone lives happily ever after."
Serena was touched at the thought and concerned at the same time. She was happy at the sentiment that Clara thought of her as a princess, but… was Darius really the angry person she saw him as? Maybe that was why he gave no speech, or at least didn't talk to his people.
"I came here for serious business, like seeing if my pack can get more iron," Serena explained, clearing her throat gently. "I am no princess."
"Oh. I am sorry. You look exactly like the picture in my book…" Clara trailed off, fidgeting with the edge of her sleeve.
