He nodded and flicked his fin lightly, just enough to put him back at a respectable distance from the matriarch. Speaking with Izzy was like speaking to the Regina herself, his Juliet being the Principessa, of course. Cristiano had never said more than a word to the Regina while she lived, he stood guard and kept quiet as soldiers did, only uttering 'yes' and 'no' and 'right away.' He was not the highest of ranked guards, after all.
"I do have magic," the merman prompted. "But I am not talented like my brother, or those who cast spellsong for livings. Mine is poor and practical."
Cris then gave a smile. "It is something to see," he said around a nod. "The most beautiful of all the kingdoms, some say. I am...biased?" He chuckled as he searched through his rough English for the right phrase. "I have been on patrol. This city seems....smaller than mine, but is still very large in its own. We do not have the entire castle, the royal quarters, or the gathering spaces. Mostly homes, market space, the stables, and a playground."