Alaera let him guide her through the halls, observing everything with a silent and small smile. She boldly tucked herself closer to him as if she was a little frightened and that he were to be her protector. She was pulled from her observations as he spoke to her once again. She of course wasn't going to tell him the truth but she cowered a bit to show she was a bit frightened but nothing she couldnt over come. "My father has an heir your highness." She gazed up at him, she could now, since he had accepted her. "Milaeus is a clever man, he knows that my beauty and intelligence should not be wasted but be used a a gift to create an alliance between another land, a land that has equal to gain, and nothing easily lost should a war come. A good partner, such as one that you would seek at your side, intelligent but not one to push on your affairs too greatly." She smiled at him, squeezing his arm just gently as if to remind him that she was there. 

She had been planning these lies for a long time, she almost believed them herself now. She had spent months studying his culture, his people, what his country had that they didn't, it was a bit of a stretch but not much. They would gain the resources of this land when she carried his child and killed him. She felt a little bad for him, but she knew if she didn't do this her father would find another way and then she would face something far worse than death.