Regina let out a soft chuckle as Ella answered. She was clearly very amused by her answer, and chewed on a hunk of biscuit thoughtfully as she considered the girl before her. Finally, a proper response came to the woman, and her eyes glimmered with mirth. "I think I know why he's decided to love you, out of everyone available."

The woman folded her arms underneath her chin, turning around to completely face her sons fiance. "True, to a normal prince, or any usual man, you would likely come across as too blunt and uncultured." She raised her hand up. "I mean no offense, of course. However, to my son, I think what he's attracted to is exactly that. You're not afraid to speak your tongue to him, you're not afraid to tell him that you're unhappy. You've talked to him like he's a person."

She closed her eyes for a moment, a moment passing to reveal how old she was. Regina looked to be in her forties,clear signs of age showing through. "As he didn't treat you with a silver tongue, you didn't try to act like the puppy you would think he wants. My guess would be that he's gotten to know you on a deeper level as well, that you act like a real person. You see him, not his position."