Galiena felt a short flutter of nervousness.  While it wasn't her first dealing with nobility, it still wasn't exactly her forte either and she sent a short and silent prayer to the goddess Aeon to help her utilize wisdom in these matters.  

"Thank you, my lord," she sat where he indicated and took the offered glass, though tasted only a small sip as she wanted to keep her wits.

She nodded to the Count's question, but added, "I am but a vessel for the divine blessings bestowed by Aeon and Veris.  These feats can be accomplished if they desire it."  

She hesitated, uncertain if her own questions were acceptable to ask and wishing she had followed through with her plan to visit the cathedral before coming here, but then asked anyway, "Are the clerics of St. Henricks unable to aid you?"