As you approach Lada, you call out, "Everythin' alright?"
Lada nods and replies, "The queen sent for you." Her arm is still wrapped in its sling. The wound needs time to heal.
"So you're some kind of messenger now?" you ask as your horse draws closer.
"I'm just doin' my sovereign a favor." She pauses. "And… I thought that maybe I could spend some time with you in the process."