Sonja continued to pace, sit, and move about, anything to keep herself from going crazy from wondering and waiting. When the tap at the door sounded, she half expected Ursa to step through, being surprised that it was Ingram. Moving backwards, her hands burying into the velvety skirts, Sonja does not acknowledge his backward compliment with anything more then a narrowing of her eyes.<br/><br/>"I wonder what would happen if word got out that the King is so impotent that he can not find a willing wife." Sonja returns, one brow quirking at the stiffness of Ingram, and flashing back on Borghasts casual comment of having him flogged. She does not mention it however, instead she juts her sharp chin toward the door. "Unless your here to take me to the..ceremony..." This last is said in a tone similar if she had said 'Take me to my doom'.."Then state your business and leave, I am in no mood today for banter.."