"Are you alright, my lady?" Katarina Velos asked Serena Weisse in her chambers. After a series of unfortunate events during the anniversary, the young maid approached her mistress to check upon her well-being.
"Rina, are you asking whether or not I'm alright or are you trying to check on my mental faculties for the decisions I've made earlier." Serena Weisse was currently at her desk, making and checking her notes.
"My lady–"
"You've always spoken so freely. Why hesitate now?" Serena smiled.
"I… I do worry about your decisions, my lady. Asking that Vardoken to leave the city of Lux? You might as well have been setting them free, my lady. Surely, you do understand the catastrophic nature of this situation far more clearly than I am. Is there something that I am not seeing but her ladyship has foreseen in all her wisdom?"
One of Serena Weisse's eyes twitched at that flattery and lip service and soon she turned to glance at her old childhood friend.
