Her mother, feeling her agitation, expected the worst.
“… I'll sit down right away, Regina. Tell me, what is it?" She uttered, worried.
Regina was very nervous, but she forced herself to shoot: "I have a boyfriend."
Quarin instantly turned to her, his lips pulled into a smile.
"What? How? Already? You have been in France for a few days ..."
"It's just that ... I knew him before."
"Tell me, Regina, who is it?"
She closed her eyes. "Here, now do not be scared, but it's the prince."
Regina heard the sound of a chair falling to the ground. Her mother must have risen suddenly.
"What do you say? The son of the Sultan?"
"Yes, mom. He is a very good boy."
Quarin was now smiling openly, he seemed amused by the conversation.
Her mother exclaimed excitedly: “But ...
daughter of
