[A witch? Such a thing was fantasy, a story for children and daydreaming adults. But then again, so were living golden roses, and she could see so many of them that if it was a lie, it was a pleasant one.

Hm. Ada never was too cautious anyway. Why not say yes? She puts on a smile.]

It's good to meet you, Lady Beatrice. [For a ruler automatically got the lord or lady title.] Rest assured that I am grateful, if somewhat confused as to how I arrived in the first place.