“I do not need help, no, but thank you” she kept her pleasantness, unwilling to get into a fight. It took a lot for Willoughby to even consider snapping at another, even if they were rude to her first. She smiled gently at the dark coated woman. “I am sorry... I felt it was rude to ignore you, so I offered acknowledgement.”
Some were charmed by the maiden's words. Some were charmed by appearance. But ultimately, she would get those not charmed at all. It was a struggle or a challenge, but which one for this mare? Willoughby sought to make connections in the land of Novus. She did not come here to moan about being lonely. Her head dipped politely. Even if the other was being unkind, she refused to dip to that level. She never did.
“If I am bothering you, I would not be offended if you went on your way.”
“speech”
