As promised to Arthur, she was working her magic. Not the obvious one, but she had charm and allure, so she was fishing out the details on his opposition, and slowly having the tide turn in her brother's favor.
So far, he seemed very thankful for it.
She'd sensed Merlin, but ignored him. Until he just had to come up and talk. It was like he just couldn't leave well alone. With a roll of her eyes she turned to him. "That, my dear, would be a lie."