Azara couldn't help but to smile at Lord Percival and gave a small curtsie to his bow. She listened to Tess as he spoke and frowned when she heard Lord Rodrick's name. "Oh but I am a Lady and can do no such thing. But I just might give in to persuasion if this really is Lord Rodrick's tunic. I have heard many things about him, along with how he treats his servants." As she spoke her maids Madela and Shara came over to her and curtsied. "Here are the lemons M'Lady," Madela said softly. Grabbing the lemons Azara looked over to Naerwen. "I couldn't help but overhear you saying you wanted a lemon to freshen up the tunic but now it seems you do not need them. My dear would you please let my maids take the tunic so they can wash it for you before your Lord finds out? It would be my pleasure."