Sonja was tempted to try and bargain with the maid, the blue velvet contraption in exchange for the ordeal of trying to procure an un-damaged set of leathers. However the sudden vision of Borghast casually mentioning flogging an aid simply for not relating information, that he himself did not seem willing to relate either, stopped her. She had little doubt that if the King had so desired to, he would find little problems with punishing the maid.<br/><br/>Shrugging back into the borrowed shift, Sonja nods at the right intervals. The only thing of special note it seemed was the Bishop, however he might be there to oversee the actual ceremony. Having been too young for the late King's coronation she is unsure of what actually goes on, though since it is popular belief that god chooses royalty, it is not unreasonable to expect that the bishop had some role in the ceremony.<br/><br/>"So the usual I am sure, feasting, merry making..pretending that everyone is happy that the Prince is taking over the reign?" Shaking her head, unable to strike the sarcasm in her voice. "But yes, please have Greta finish up the dress if it is not too much trouble for her."