His answer to her question drew an aggravated growl from the woman. Did he think he was funny? If he'd been within reach Sabine might have bitten him for his flippant response and showed him just how appreciated his interference was. He then had the nerve to ask for her name and she scoffed. If she'd had any interest in getting to know him then maybe she would have given him her name, or at least a believable alias. Instead, her tone haughty, she replied, "'Your Majesty' will do just fine." His name was Liar, eh? Surely that was a moniker he'd given himself, for what parent would look down at their newborn and think 'now that is a Liar if I've ever seen one!'? But then again, the wolves here were strange, so perhaps it wasn't out of the question.