"I would have been foolish not to," Liu Mingyan says, a little warningly; this political maneuvering is no betrayal of Luo Binghe's trust. She reaffixes her veil. "You may raise your eyes. In the world you are from, is there much war? Who rules you?" She has met many queens, here, but Sagramore is no king; it is clear in the easy way he takes orders. Yingying would enjoy him, she thinks, and then hurriedly puts it from her mind.