Northstar Vale it's all water under the bridge now

"I love company," Saarthal replied somewhat coquettishly, "especially company like you." Hopefully, that made sense. There were moments when even Saar herself was aware of the sheer absurdity which seemed to make up the essence of some of her sentences. But, that was a story for another time. Handmaidens? What the bloody hell were those? Saarthal was beginning to realise that this so-called Empire of theirs was not like the Empire she was used to back home. Theirs was strange...not militaristic but...she didn't know how to describe it. There were obviously elements which were similar or at least the same, but there were also things that were massively different like handmaidens. Were they some kind of prostitute? Probably not, probably not. But still...were they? She didn't want to sound stupid by asking but also what the hell were they? "Handmaidens?" There, an inquiry, a curious tilt to the head, the shadow of a cheeky smile - that was a compromise.