Margaret's eyes darted towards Nora with a glare that seemed to declare sovereignty.
"Aren't you just a mere secretary to Lord Howard?" she said with a tone of disdain.
"Why do you talk so much? Lord Howard and I are old acquaintances. We were having a conversation. What right do you have to interject?"
Nora bowed her head slightly, the epitome of decorum, yet her words were laced with sharp defiance.
"My Lord, I can remain silent, but I must fulfill my duties as a secretary. Lady Margaret, you are now a noble, a vassal under Lord Howard. Your status is not the same as before."
"You were once a Knight Squire under his lordship, so it's undeniable that your actions were always in Lord Howard's best interest. I don't doubt that. But now, you have been ennobled as a knight and have your own fiefdom."
