Chapter 33: A dog with a bone.
The brief moment of silence that the king had managed to attain was broken by Sigrid once again, she riled up the lords and the arguments for or against the proposed changes to marriage laws was restarted.
For a long while, in the midst of the noise, king Raff kept his eyes on Sigrid, pondering on what was going through her mind. She appeared to be helping but at the same time, there was something amiss about her motives and the way she was going about it.
Was there a hidden agenda behind her proposals? He questioned himself but his mind was incapable of answering the question.
His spies that had been keeping an eye on her had not seen her don anything worthy of note, with the exception of the businesses she started. Although, why she was doing business was a puzzle to him.
She was smart, she had registered the businesses using hers and Roland’s names to keep other greedy businessmen at bay. He shook his head and returned to the matter on ground, why was Sigrid pushing so much for these changes?
"Silence." he roared. "We can have a mature debate without throwing around insults like commoners? Now if someone has something to say, they should raise their hand..."
Sigrid’s hand shot up like an arrow before king Raff could complete his words, he groaned softly, she was like a dog with a bone, not knowing when to let go.
"Crown princess, you are quite passionate about this field, it seems you came prepared." king Raff commented.
Sigrid read between the lines, he was telling her to tone it down but she was unprepared to do so, if she lost today, Emmah would take the win.