Please, call me Elizabeth. It is only fair. ( Her smile holds a hint of mischief for a moment, as she eases back into herself and regains her composure.

Tilting her head, she nods once. That is not a bad idea at all. Though.. )

I have heard troubling things, that He is not in good health. If that is true, I worry for the fate of this world. I would see that blasted void to an end.

( She knows what manner of balance the White Hart provides this land; integral, irreplaceable. Invaluable. )