The knight blinked a bit, genuinely surprised. Ovelia, you weren't secretly leveling your Mediator class, were you? No, you'd have a cool cap if you were, and you are decidedly hatless. Agrias loosens her grip again and follows; stranger things have happened, but still. She keeps her eyes peeled as she walks on.

"Not bad at all, milady. You certainly are worthy of your regal title. It is quite telling though when beast would deign to listen to you more than nobles, though. Such is the world, I suppose."