The guards that were stationed at the door ushering one to the balcony only a moment ago had left it, orders from the king to leave them be a moment to talk between themselves, get to know each other without them lurking at the corners.
Sissie Veronese ventures into the hall were the tiny banquet is being served and the handmaidens going to their respectful corners.
”Come sit Sissie, surely you must be excited about this alliances for the Princess as we all are?”
”Aye my Lady, very” she smiled. What is she to say? She isn’t? It wasn’t her place. Just because they asked for an opinion does not mean that they actually do want to hear it.