Amarissa paused in front of the woman's desk. There was a tinge of worry, a moment where Amarissa paused, and then she was moving forward, thrusting all those doubts and emotions in the back of her head. She was already here, this was the conclusion that she had came to, and she was going to follow through with her plan now. She made sure to stand still, to not fidget, and hold her hands straight at sides. She made easy contact with the woman, and offered up a small smile as a greeting.
"I would like a copy of the prints for the Yaxley Manor." Amarissa said clearly, watching the other's reaction intently. She wasn't entirely sure how her request would be received, but really, there was only one way to find out. It might be slightly dangerous, but that wasn't something that particularly worried her. In fact, it sometimes tended to be a hazard of the job. Whatever happened next, she would just have to deal with it.