[center][color=b069d4][h3]Liviana Traianus of the Lusitanian Empire[/h3][/color][/center]

Liv couldn't help but turn a bit pink as she took the handkerchief from Edwin. She'd been too stupid and proud to think to tuck one into her purse, and well. It was Quite embarrassing to be caught without one. She mumbled a thanks as she dabbed at her mouth, rather too embarrassed to look up at him again. She folded the handkerchief and tucked it into her purse, supposing that Edwin wouldn't exactly want it back... Plus she kinda needed one for the evening.

At least Edwin was polite enough to not draw further attention to her sickness. She flashed a soft smile as he spoke, drawing some comfort from the fact that he admitted to being nervous, though she couldn't see any evidence of that in his stance or speech. [color=b069d4]"Aciras is very different than Lusitania. I give myself headaches in attempting to see it all."[/color] She winced, her words trailing off at her grammatical difficulties. Gods, he must think her an idiot, or an overly poetic idealistic fool. Or both. [color=b069d4]"But I suppose it is to my liking, yes."[/color] She finished softly, again flushing a bit while cursing her clumsy tongue to the darkest corner of Pluto's realm. 

During the whole exchange with the maids, her face retained the slight flush, internally replaying Edwin's words. His words had a definite tone of laughter in them... Oh gods, he must have thought her a silly little child. Like everyone else did.

At his words about not trusting the servants, she raised an eyebrow. The suspicion was a good one, of course, though there seemed to be very little that could be done about it. [color=b069d4]"I can understand watching what is said around them, but would it really cause harm for them to be rummaging around in my belongings? It isn't as though they will find anything noteworthy in my bags, other than a number of boxes of small figurines and a good amount of child-sized clothing- though that at least is hardly surprising."[/color] she gave a rueful half-smile at that. [color=b069d4]"But if we were to assign them entirely pointless tasks or dismiss them, would it not seem as though we had something to hide? Or just blatantly distrust Casimir and all of Ortha. Perhaps Britannia can afford to anger them but Lusitania cannot...[/color]