Sigrid raised the cup of hot chocolate to her lips. She gazed at Lord Benwick lazily over the rim of the cup. He was not yet on his knees and it appeared he intended to defy her.
"Kneel or remove yourself from my presence Lord Benwick." Sigrid calmly said.
She lowered the cup into the sofa and sat them both on the table.
Lord Benwick firmly kept his arms at the side of his body and he drew in a sharp breath. He urged himself to remain calm, the princess was just drunk on power. Her reputation was widely known, she liked to play the tough game. To deal with her, he had to be smart.
"Crown princess, greetings." He bowed his head and gave her a polite greeting.
Sigrid nodded, acknowledging the greeting. "What brings you in search of me Lord Benwick?" she asked.
He spread his arms out, and moved forward, intending to approach her but Brolin's sword stopped him. The knight gestured that he step back. Lord Benwick did not like it but her obeyed anyway.
