Ernst choked on his own spit for a moment, coughing and pounding his chest. Prince Alois stared blankly at his father, who held out a hand.

Scowling confusedly, the king coughed one last time before a smile creeped across his face. Chuckling, he bowed courteously, giving a toothy grin. Straightening to match, Ernst licked a thumb and ran it across his son's face, cleaning a bit of dirt off of his cheek. Alois wiped until the skin turned red.

"My lady, what a pleasant surprise, I hope that my hospitality was adequate for one of your royal statute." Taking one of her hands, he kissed the back of it twice and released, placing an arm over his son, who squirmed away.

After a moment, Ernst's face turned grim as he began to wonder what had caused this woman to leave her home just to negotiate an alliance.

"Although, as I have said, it is very pleasing to meet you," Ernst said coldly. "I cannot help but wonder what brings you here, I haven't heard any reports from my spymaster..." He shook his head and turned to his son.

"Alois, this is Queen Merya Shadowborn, your betrothed." The boy's eyes widened at that prospect, and he looked between both his father and the woman.