"WellI don't want to, either," she replied fervently, and turned to Jimson. "Well, my love, shall we?"
He bowed and gestured to the mirror. "After you, my dearest."
Swiftly they stepped through, leaving the suite silent and empty, waiting for its new occupants.
Rosa was perfectly happy to put her new crown in the hands of the attendants who were hovering nervously beside her, waiting for her to give it over. She really had no idea how Lily had put up with that much weight on her head. She was already getting the signs of a headache.
Siegfried seemed just as happy about being rid of his. "Are they gone?" he asked, as the attendants took the crowns away to be locked up. Even in a kingdom as wealthy as Eltaria, the two State Crowns were priceless, every gem — and there were exactly one hundred gems, large and small in each crown — matched and flawless, and enough gold in them to stagger the imagination.
"Let me check." Rosa took out her own little mirror, and the face of Jimson's third apprentice appeared in it without her prompting.
"Sylvie, are the Godmother and Jimson gone from here?" she asked.
"Not only gone home, but retired to the bedchamber and locked the door!" giggled the Mirror Spirit. "Shameless!"
Rosa slipped the mirror onto the hanger on the wall and laughed.
"Indeed! You would think that after three hundred years they would have some decorum!"
"l don't know about that," Siegfried replied, slipping his arms around her from behind and kissing the top of her head. "We don't have anything pressing, you know. That sounds like a good idea to me — "
"We still have to say goodbye to Leopold, so he has some daylight to travel by," she reminded him, and he mock pouted.
"All right. Let's go say our farewells to the rogue so we can get back to more important business." At her raised eyebrow, he retorted, "What? Making an heir isn't important?"
"Shush, you." She batted at his hands, and he released her with a laugh that made her shiver a little at the promise in it.
They made their way out to the garden — closed off from the public, and for once, empty of the courtiers. The public were being feted in tents out in that enormous field — after all, it wouldn't do for them to say they had been cheated of a coronation celebration! — and the Court having a celebration of their own in pavilions in the orchard.
Which left the garden free for someone who needed space to say his farewells. Like Leopold.
And Leopold's new wife.
Who was currently berating her father and getting the best of the argument.
As Rosa and Siegfried entered the garden they could already hear her. She had a very impressive voice, and the lungs behind it to make sure people got her point. Siegfried held out his hand, and the royal pair stopped just out of the immediate vicinity of the three. The stunning and statuesque blonde woman in the gold armor had her hands on her shapely hips and, from the look of it, had been dressing her father down for some time. "...and did I, or did I not do exactly what you wanted by helping Sieglinde escape?" she asked the old, white bearded man acerbically. "And never mind what you told Mother about her! And never mind what Mother told you . Goddess of the hearth and marriage be damned, she has no right to go around trying to murder poor pregnant girls who got wyrded into falling in love! That makes no more sense than punishing a fish because it can't breathe air!"
He rubbed at his eye patch uncomfortably. "Well — yes — but — Brunnhilde — "
"So since I did what you wanted,why was I punished for it?" she demanded.
He fidgeted and wouldn't look at her. "I — promised your mother — "
"Promises you had no intention of keeping! And you knew what was going to happen! You knew very well that once Siggy woke me, the whole wretched saga was going to play out. Erda told you. And I know she told you, because she told me she told you!" Brunnhilde actually stamped her foot at him. "Half of your problems are because you keep too many secrets, and the other half are because you bring them on yourself. So why punish me for them?"