Jarla

Despite herself Jarla felt a tiny bit touched by Irene's concern. She smiled warmly at the other woman as she sat. "I should think so! My lady, where would I be with out you? Which reminds me, I shall have to rely heavily on your judgement on my clothing and hair for the ball. I fear it has been a long time for me and you always look so elegant."

Jarla was content to while away the the morning gossiping and offering to play a hand of cards with Irene should the princess grow bored. She liked to think she was studying her enemy but a tiny part of her was a little afraid she liked the impossibly glamorous other woman.