Aery's eyes went wide when she saw the woman's face, and her weapons, and connected the name. "Oh, goodness me." Her noble mannerisms, cultivated to please the courtiers until they were ingrained in her brain, got the best of her and she covered her mouth with her hands delicately. Then she remembered her manners and dropped into a curtsy; after all, the woman was famous! Or infamous. She also desperately wanted a look at Celaena's numerous blades, but knew that it was practically like challenging her to ask to see them.