"Infamous is something that I have yet to hear, but.. yes, I am "Lady" Freya." [i]There was a simple, subtle disapproving in the tone that belonged to Freya then. Not of the infamous comment, she could tell that the Seneschal intended no insult. She even shrugged a little, a faint smile creeping onto her face. No, it was more directed to "Lady" if anything. Freya hated being labeled as that, instead of "Commander", or just "Freya", but it was a necessity to.. some degree.[/i] [i]At the mention of Lord-Captain Gilliam, and the Seneschal Vorgen, the cloaked woman would place a hand over her heart, with the golden pin of the lion just above her gloved fingers. She bowed her head towards both men separately, nodding towards each before looking up at them.[/i] "I would say that it is a pleasure to meet both of you, though the chilling weather.. disagrees." [i]Freya would respond to Vorgen, though she would not hang onto the servant topic. She did not consider the man to serve anyhow, he was simply doing his duty. Playing his part. She wouldn't pursue after it, simply out of respect, and because she didn't wish to see what would happen if she did call him a "servant of Gilliam's".[/i] "Mm. The burial tree tree reminds me of a wall, back in Trayve.. except bigger. Terribly larger."' ...I suppose that would strike the beginning of our cultural exchange. I'd be happy to speak, while we should probably find a more suitable location for the time."