Draping some fine fabric over her forearm Morana caught sight of Ashley, Lady Ashley, daughter of the King who was a loyal Templar. She disliked the girl. She disliked pampered highborn girls that didn't have to lift a finger when it came to putting food on the table. She pretended to be admiring the quality of the weave as the violet haired lady approached. 

"Hello Princess," Morana greeted her, wondering whatever the reason the daughter of the King would want to address her, "I'm surprised to see you outside of the castle."

Come to think of it, there really was no reason for Ashely to be visiting her or even talking to her. How strange- and such a thing made Morana wary..