[Aurora glances up at her quickly and gives a stiff nod.] Y-Yes, Your Grace. [She can't help but feel nervous as she moves to sit next to her. The lalafell tries so hard to not let her nerves show; how can the Sultana feel safe if her guard is so fidgety?]
Are you doing well, Your Grace? Do you need anything?
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Are you doing well, Your Grace? Do you need anything?