As the breakfast which was composed of mostly fruits, bread, fluffy scones and tiny cakes was served, Sigrid maintained stoic silence. The fake smile which she had on her face moments ago had long died a natural death as soon as she realized that the shrewd king was playing his games again.
He wanted to use her to put someone inside the Thorin family, not just one someone but many someone's because Thalassa had to have maids, ladies-in-waiting and knights from the royal family moving with her to her husband's family when she married.
King Raff sighed loudly, deliberately, "She is over twenty and not one young proper lord has made an offer for her hand in marriage. I cannot sleep comfortably lately because I am plagued by worry for her vague future."
