King: she loves you, I can tell. I love my daughter very much, it is up to you, but I promise you she loves you. You can't be such a loving, caring father and not know.
-I raise a brow at the king.- strange. You didn't take me for the loving and caring type. Unless its for his ale
Karina: - I sit in my room, dressed in my gown and my hair done, I can't believe what my father is saying, what does he know, he is never loving an caring-