Raising a brow at the 'gifts' Sonja sighs lightly. "Indeed, though I would not have said it in such a poetic way, the King does seem to tend toward the whimsical side." A sardonic twist of her lips is given as she lifts the cuffs carefully from the box. To match her 'necklace', it was starting to seem to Sonja that Borghast had been planning this out much longer then she had been here.<br/><br/>Adjusting the cuffs, having decided to pick and choose her battles for now, Sonja then lifts the thin circlet from the box. Sonja attempts to fix the jewelry correctly, though her fingers are woefully inept at such delicate tasks.