She looked over her shoulder at him for a moment, she could tell by the look on his face and tone of voice, he was not playing around. Morgan, turned to face him with an annoyed look on her face still and than suddenly she smiled very sweetly at him, "Of course, Your Majesty." She bowed low at the hip to him and looked up at him from her low bow, her face and actions full of sarcasm, "May I please be dismissed from your presence now, Your Majesty?" She never broke eye conact with him as she said this.