The Queen gently slipped tea, the gaze of her red eyes shifting over this man as he seemed to be happy she didn't find him strange currently and wondered aloud about the nature of the strangeness she'd thought may have befallen him. "When one lives longer than a half century while retaining such youth and living such a solitary life style, it can become a burden. I worried for your sanity and your soul," she said rather plainly a small smile coming to her face. If she had something more to say, such a thought would be interrupted by the laughter of Kasmina. Such was so sudden the queen found her gaze shifting nothing but curiosity across her face. After a few seconds, Kasmina managed to pull herself together and explain what had brought about this sudden bout of laughter from her. And given the other situations in which she laughed, it should be a sign some interesting line of thought was to come. "I beg your pardon, Nita, but I just had the thought that not so long ago, I was quite distressed by the idea of potentially having to marry a man twice my age. To know that I over shot such a large number by my own hand is just..." she chuckled a little more. "Funny." she finished. The eyes of the queen widened in this moment. She hadn't considered the age of the count's young wife, but here and now she considered the girl was actually barely marriageable by age, and as such a considerable amount younger than everyone else sitting at this table. Her worries in life prior to this were exceedingly simple but, even so she managed to see the humor in the situation she'd escaped, this was an amiable personality trait. And besides that, there was a decent bit of undeniable irony in running from a fate and straight into it. She'd call that God's will, but that made it no less an amusing realization.
A giggle would escape the queen, and it would become a laugh much more serious than the woman would have originally thought herself capable of. Kasmina was charmingly infectious and quite witty, she could completely understand how Sorin had been engaged by her presence. "Oh, Mina, you are just a treat~" said the holy matron who hadn't heard anything as funny in quite a while. If she had any remaining worries about the well-being of this man and wife they were only dispelled further. There was so much light and happiness within this pair of individuals now, she could hardly think them to be anything but blessed in their union."Such worries are obviously misplaced, which is a comforting thing to know," she concluded as she drained her teacup of its contents. Kasmina watched this woman laugh as she finished her tea and beyond that the calm acceptance which came to her face thereafter. This was quite a confusing play of emotions across the queen's face and the raven haired lass wasn't quite sure what to make of it. But since she'd laughed and her smile remained she assumed she was happy. 'I do not know why I am the treat in this case,' the young woman thought absently.