The maiden sighed, smiling at his lordships acknowledgement of her. She sat up straight, her voice ringing out through the courtyard and carrying into the lobby. 

"Her Royal Highness, Queen and Countess Avalai!"

In a clearly chereographed motion, the muscular drivers of the carriages gracefully (and waaaay overdramatically) leapt down, span across from each other and held up their hands in a veil of her majesty as her own carriage door was opened for her. As she walked through her sea of hunky men she fluttered a handheld fan up to her face, her hat draping down over one eye and her gown both grand and slimming at the same time. She smiled as she saw the lord and stepped up to greet him. 

"Lord De Gravee," She said smiling, offering him the pleasure of her hand to be kissed. "It's been FAR too long."