For all that I do try to be respectful, I'm afraid I simply cannot bring myself to address another as "your highness" or "your majesty". Unless of course we were in their realm of authority. [He hears that cheek. He's responding with tired frankness all the same.] I'm glad. She was afraid you might not return. [And he might have said something about being willing to do anything she thought might be able to help, if he could, if she wanted it.

But they're not talking about that now.]

The longer story short? I got Ms. Bleu rather sick. By accident.

[Note how she is no longer 'Mademoiselle'.]