Sennu remained silent as the queen declared her plan in full, seemingly content with her explanation. To send the king and his sons away together...could it really be so easy to solve all of Aryende's problems at once? Sennu remained somewhat sceptical, but he was willing to defer to the queen, trusting her judgement on the point. She had much more experience playing at court than he, to say nothing of her authority. If anyone would be able to manage such a thing, it would be her.
Once he had finished applying the compress to the bruises on Aryende's face, Sennu would withdraw his hand. The other bruises on her body would likely benefit from such a treatment, but they were hardly as severe as those he had already seen to, and it appeared the queen had other work for him. He would turn his full attention to her as she gave him an explanation of the steps he was to take from now, nodding in simple acceptance. The knowledge that she wished to be attended by minor servants conflicted with what Aryende had requested he do earlier, but this hardly seemed the time for an objection. He would figure out a pretence under which to take the queen's food to her personally later.
"Deidrae, within the swamp. As you wish, your Grace" the servant would mutter softly to himself, in an attempt to commit it to memory. Once he was certain, he would rise and step away from the princess' bed, moving to seize the queen's wheelchair once more. From there, he would escort the queen back to her own rooms, retracing the same path he had taken earlier that day. Once he was content the woman was comfortable and needed nothing more from him, the servant would leave her there, heading back out into the castle. He would make good time, for the most part, until he came across Mara - his co-worker from the meeting before. Without missing a beat, she grabbed his arm, bringing him up short.
"Sennu! Just where the hell did you go? Lirael said that you went off to restock, and just never came back. She's not happy about having to cover your position for the rest of the meeting" she would point out. Her voice was soft, but her tone was anything but. Sennu winced briefly at the mention of his co-worker's wrath, but it was unavoidable now.
"Sorry, sorry. I got waylaid by the queen" he offered rather simply by the way of explanation, choosing not to elaborate. Mara's expression seemed to soften a little at that; she knew well the perils and pitfalls of their work.
"Well, I'd suggest you go and apologise to Lirael when you get a chance. That, or avoid her until she cools off a little" she answered, to which he nodded.
"Might have to be the latter. I'm on messenger duty now, so I can't delay" he started. Mara released his arm then, and the two said their farewells.
From there it was a brief walk to the king's chambers, where the servant announced himself as bearing a message from the queen to the guards on duty. Once admitted, he would certainly greet the man formally and promptly deliver the queen's request for a meeting, driven by the need to return to the princess' side as promptly as possible.
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