Her majesty's face lost a bit of it's brightness. She was afraid that he would bring that subject up. Grimly she took the parchment from him. A small but very sharp letter opener was laid in her upturned hand before she sliced open the seal of the rolled parchment. Quickly she looked over the words of the official document. "I see," she murmurs before sighing. Done reading she hands it off to Allen to stow away properly.<br/><br/>For a second, Taya sits gathering her thoughts. How much did she want to reveal to her follow monarch? Giving away to much could reveal a massive useful weakness that could be used against them. "There have been certain skirmishes in the north. In order to maintain control, a small amount of force had to be shown." Another pause in order group her thoughts into a presentable order. "Our harvests where plentiful this year, more plentiful then usual, matter of fact. This reduced the need to import food from other nations, allowing us to divert fiances to other places." Taya had struggled not to fiddle with the rings on her fingers and look down  at hands. Instead she keeps them neatly on the arms of her chair. After her speech she folds them in her lap waiting for his reaction.