Luna looked on at the Queen's incredibly Unqueenly posture with a small sigh.  "Come now, your majesty.  I'm quite sure I don't even look like a Vyrell.  Even less the person himself."  The Knightess mentioned as she moved closer to her liege.  "And there is no time for more rest or mead, we..."  The woman was cut off as she caught the sight of bare skin on such a beautiful woman such as Queen Sorcha and her words were stuck in her throat.  It took some seconds for her to avert her gaze from embarrassment.  Perhaps it was her lack of female company but she felt much too happy to look at... No. No, no.  This was to be thought about later.

She averted her gaze to the armor strewn across the floor.  "Queen Sorcha, please wake up.  You are needed on the ramparts.  The town is under attack."  She mentioned as she picked up the garments.  "We can be off after you are dressed.  She added, happy to not look directly at the sun that she shared a room with at present.