Was she not princess here in Yaque?
She laid her hand upon her father's hand; the crown that they had given her glittered as she turned toward the multitude.
"My people," she said ringingly, "I believe that that man speaks the truth.

Shall the prince not answer to this charge before the High Council now--here--before you all ?" At this King Otho did something nearly perceptible with his eyebrows.

"Perfect.

Perfect.

Quite perfect," he said below his breath.