In the time it took for the lady to come to her, Pamela sensed her guard and maid. Nobility then. As if it weren't obvious from the tone of the lady's voice. She should probably tread cautiously, but that wasn't Pamela's way.
Her fingers curled gently around the woman's hand as she ran the index finger of her other hand along the lines of her palm. She opened her senses and got a headful of power from the other woman. Almost enough to bring forth a nosebleed, but she would endure a headache for the rest of the day for certain.
"You restrain your potential, lady," she said. "You hold enough power to control a kingdom in your own right. All that stops you...is you. Seek not to secure you and yours by binding yourself to someone lesser. You should seek gods, not men."