Every princess needs a handmaid

She gave Idalia a little nod as Artorias introduced her before giving her boyfriend a slightly confused glance as he mentioned that she was the reason for the trip that he had gone on with her father. As he began to explain how they had gone to a special market that sold everything - including wolves her confusion shifted to surprise and the puzzle pieces began to fall into place in her mind. She wasn't completely oblivious to the idea of slaves and servants, especially not since Iris had joined and she had been spending time near the den she shared with Mortis as her brother helped her train. She had gotten to know her mother's handmaiden by proxy and learned the nature of her position in the pack. She looked to Lia as he motioned toward her and declared that she was their new servant. Never once had she considered that she might want a servant of her own and even now she wasn't sure what jobs she might have for Lia to do, but she trusted Artorias' judgement and she of course would never turn down any sort of gift from him, even if it was another wolf.

She grinned as Art more formally introduced her to Lia, calling her a Princess of the Armada. She noticed him saying that she was the one he had been telling Lia about and she chuckled, giving Art a playful glare. "All good things I hope," she commented, giving him a little nudge. Surprise crossed her expression again when he mentioned that their servant would be serving as her handmaiden once he had to return home, a softer smile pulling across her features. It all suddenly made more sense once he put it in that context. While she may not have many tasks she needed help with, she could still use the company and she supposed she could find something for Lia to help her with if she really wanted. But just having some kind of companionship in the time that Art was away was possibly the best gift he could have gotten her. She pressed a grateful kiss to his cheek before looking toward Lia as she moved closer.

She grinned a little as Lia lifted her paw to kiss it, chuckling at the formality of it all. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Lia. You don't need to call me your lady or any of that. Just Briar is fine. I appreciate your manners though, it's very sweet of you." She looked between Lia and Art as she asked, "Did you all just get back? Has she gotten a tour of the pack yet?" If not she at least knew what the first order of business needed to be!

"Briar Fatalis"