"Even women of such noble status, well-educated and beautiful, cannot find true love?"
Sif was somewhat shocked, but she didn't rush to retort; she listened quietly instead.
"Yes." The Magic Mirror responded directly.
Sif clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, twisting it into a ball.
Seeing Sif remain silent, the Magic Mirror continued, "I have witnessed more than once how princesses brought men other than their husbands home, while their husbands seldom came by, and even in front of me..."
"Shut up!"
Sif interrupted the Magic Mirror before it could start recounting the R-rated story.
"I would never do that!"
The Magic Mirror obediently shut its mouth.
It couldn't quite understand why Sif was so agitated, as it hadn't said that she would do such things.
Seeing Sif silent for a long time, it tried to console her, "Master, it's too early for you to think about these things; after all, you haven't even found love, let alone marriage."
"Magic Mirror, shut up!"
