Baron Monticourt winced slightly at her icon statement. In a sense she was right, she would act as a beacon of rally against Malva and her supporters, being as she was the legitimate heir, opposite of Malva who usurped it through assassination and plotting. Though at the same time, he didn’t want her to think they were simply using her as a puppet for their own ends and agenda.
The Baron had very much liked her father William and respected him as a king and a man. The Baron was among many who could practically smell the stink of plotting and scheming behind Malva’s rise to power, and like many, he despised her rise and rule as Queen of Alvion. The oppression, the tyranny, the totalitarian government, it was wretched. 

The Baron’s eyes lit up however on Cecilia’s words of acceptance, her agreement to aid in the Loyalist cause against Malva’s regime.
“Splendid, magnificent,” he said, trying to contain his glee,”I’ll inform the others when they arrive tomorrow. Lord Cromley and Sir Harper will be eager to meet you, Princess. They’re both co-founders of the Loyalist Coalition and my friends. They’re good men and hold no love at all for the Serpent Queen. We do have more to talk about, but I imagine your ready for a hot bath and a good night’s rest. I’ll be staying up in the inn, so if you need anything, come upstairs and find me, Your Ladyship. Before I go, is there anything else you need or want?”