Helen offered a little nod, "I do approve. How could I not?" Helen had been taught to be as much of a flatterer as well as a queen. A sweet tongue would lead her well, just as a swift and iron fist would make her a great queen. She had high hopes this would be a good match. He had won her, fair and square. Now all that was left was a welcome banquet before the vows the next day. "Will you show me your city?"