[b]Ella awoke to that damned attendant staring down at her, giving the young woman the most pretentious look she'd ever received. She barely contained the impulse to punch the hell out of the woman and sat up, gently waking Marken by shaking his shoulder. As Marken opened his own eyes and sat up, Ella decided this woman was now her worst enemy in the castle, and made note to avoid her at all costs.

"It is time for supper, sire," the woman announced, still staring at Ella with her annoyingly condescending face, "Will your... guest be attending as well?"

"Yes, I will," Ella answered the woman almost immediately. She felt like she had to assert her dominance over the attendant for some reason, to let her know that Ellanor Winters wasn't some wilting lady of the court that would be bossed around.[/b]