The Queen smiled, the term of endearment that spilled from the lips of her newly acquired daughter warmed her heart and soul. Perhaps, finally she would have the daughter she had always craved but had been unable to have. From the moment of her birth the Queen knew that her daughter was different. Most babies would cry when they were wet or unhappy, but not Abby. Instead she would merely sit and stare at the world around her. Eyes that were calculating even from such a young age, they took in the world and appeared to judge all those around her. If the Queen were to be honest she would say she was afraid of her daughter.<br/><br/>There was nothing that the woman would not do to get what she wanted and in most cases that meant that someone got hurt. Up until this moment in time, she had been kept safe from punishment because she was in fact the princess and eldest child, favorite child to her father. Now, with Maria here, a woman who was everything that Abby wished of herself. The Queen feared for the life of not only her but the unborn child she now carried. She was competition for her daughter who wanted the throne and was now denied that two fold because her brother was wed and soon to be a father.<br/><br/>Perhaps, it would not hurt for her to find some trusted guards to watch her. To ensure Maria’s safety? These were thoughts for another time, as well as something to be left until her husband returned. Though the King rarely ever listened to anything involving the supposed evil doings of their daughter, he would be apt to listen to the possibility that people would want to harm Maria because she carried the future of both kingdoms within her womb. At the very least, she would have the food checked and tested before Maria so much as took a sip or sniff of anything.<br/><br/>“Oh, your father is doing well. Last we heard he was in the process of courting a young woman? To make her his new Queen?” she said with a glance to Abby who nodded in confirmation. “Perhaps he misses you so much he is looking for some extra company within the walls of your former Castle?” the Queen offered with a comforting smile and nod.<br/><br/>“Or, he is looking to get himself a son rather than just a daughter,” Abby slipped in before she took a sip of her tea. “I mean even if you are caring a child for my brother, there is no guarantee that the child will be male.  Therefore he has to start looking now to replace her, on the off chance she does not deliver,” another sip given this one to hide the smirk that came to mind as she watched them.