The womans gaze would harden immediately, spiking the queens interest. When the tiny woman would state that she was no longer part of her sons pack, a brow would raise in question, though no words left her lips. Dione would continue, stating that she had both news and a proposition. The woman had her sole attention, especially when the words she chose to describe Valentine, were not what she had expected. Eyes narrowed immediately. However, it appeared that they indeed had left on good terms, a proposition hanging between her son and Dione, one that she extedned to the queen. But she was not interested in speaking of politics right now. Her interested was how soft her son was. But the verdant woman did not stop there. News of Sibelle spilled from her lips, causing her own dark lips to peel back in a silent snarl. "Those are some bold allegations about my son. Please do explain." Her words were clipped, her posture stiff and unmoving.