"I'm sure he king is a good enough man to believe you. I promise that you will see her again." She nodded, not wanting to ever see Markus unhappy ever again, but a sadness formed on her own face. 'Markus and the Princess...' She thought internally, forcing herself to think; '... I hope they will be happy together.' She forced a smile. "When we get to the caravan, maybe I should get myself some armour too!" She laughed.