She plastered on the most sincere fake smile she could muster and held out her hand for the other woman to receive, shocked that she was actually one of the few women she had met who was actually taller than she was. She seemed considerably calmed from the peacock affair, though Meaghan suspected she might have turned to the solace of wealthy women who need to soothe their hysteria to reach this state.
She sat where indicated gracefully, twitching her robes to fall as elegantly as they could. Thought it was hardly tea time, she considered asking for it just to annoy her hostess, but felt a twinge of guilt at askign the elf to do extra work on top of what must already be a horrendous life. "Just water is fine, thank you."