It wasn't too far into the discussion at all when an interruption came by way of tapping on the fancy oaken door leading outside, oddly enough coming from a lower height on the door then what the normal person would knock at. A child, perhaps? Would all of these interruptions be what she had to look forward too during her entire life as queen? She had a newfound respect for those who had beared this burden before her.

"Pardon me," she said kindly to Alex, not allowing any irritation to show on her face. What did show was utter bewilderment when she opened the door and came face to face with a dwarf. She froze in place, unsure what exactly was going on here. However, if he was a bad guy then he had excellent manners to have knocked first. Plus he wasn't in any sort of aggressive stance. Perhaps it was wrong to stereotype him for being a dwarf and she should just act naturally; see what he was here for.

"Ah, sir dwarf, I'm Queen Aribelle. And you are?" She questioned him, barely containing her stuttering. This was the first male adult she had come into contact with where she didn't have to look upwards to see eye to eye. Now she was able to look down, so to speak, but only by a little.