She shook her head, all of this still a lot to take in. "It is the year fifteen hundred and forty.." She answered, confirming what he said, but more as a way to make sure she heard correctly.

"Magic..." She didn't like to think herself superstitious, but this..all of this couldn't be anything but magic. "And no one knows why or how we got here?"

For what purpose, and why her? She was divorced from the king and she wasn't sure anyone would wish for her brother's influence if they controlled magic.