Meesei crossed her arms, glancing towards the closed door. "Hmm, that is a fair point. Looking at me for only a moment seemed to enrage her. An emotionally compromised person can be manipulated, we should probably question her before attempting that. Or rather, you and Ri'vashi should. I will only serve to distract her. Go through with your plan and see what you can learn from her I will wait outside and listen in. If you feel it would be advantageous to agitate her emotions, feel free to call me in." Meesei answered. 

Ri'vashi gave a nod. "Of course, Champion. Since Ri'vashi has been around this impostor for most of the time she has been here, this one should be able to call out at least some inconsistencies in her story. This one can get another healing potion for her injury, one moment." She said, motioning to one of the guards nearby in the hallway. "Soldier, fetch us a healing potion, something specialized for pain. As quickly as you can."

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Irenya rubbed her neck awkwardly with widened eyes. "Oh, well...I am no priestess. I have been to a wedding before, so I am familiar with the ceremony, but I do not know if I would be qualified to run it. I would hate to miss an important detail and displease your ancestors, which would be a definite possibility."

Looking off to the side, Irenya finally continued her meal, though only for a few moments. "You would be best served trying to find someone qualified for such a ceremony. That may be difficult in Elsweyr, but...what about later? We are, in all likelihood, returning to Cyrodiil after this whole affair. Cheydinhal would certainly have someone willing and able to do just what you need."