Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, guest chambers.

The knight layed back a bit more, closing his eyes and nodding slowly as he listened to her words, his face showing that he was quite calm now, his initial shame and worry completely gone, he wondered what to do, resting of course but, what else could he do, laying in a bed for such a long period of time would be quite boring, yet he still had the presence of mind to respond to her.

"Thank you, I would really like if someone could take a look at it and maybe even fix it, I still have some gold to pay if they demand to be paid."

When she stood up and smiled at him he would smile back, his smile felt friendly yet there was something odd about it that could not really be desribed.

"I will make sure to do so m'lady, for now I am fairly certain I don't have any questions"
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton Castle, guest chambers.

"You have my word then, I shall have someone look at it for you. While you are resting, my castle is your castle, sir. There are few places that are restricted here, though you'd know which rooms are- They are heavily guarded and I ask that you respect that. Remember, tomorrow, come to my study- but only if you are feeling well enough." Eyva smiled, moving towards the door of the room. 

"Have a peaceful rest, Sir Siegfried, should you need anything in the meantime, as my servants. They shall see you have your needs." Eyva nodded her head to a servant present in the room, ensuring they understood what she had asked of them. They had nodded back to her. For a young girl of only around 16 she seemed to carry herself and her authority well. She certainly did not ask like the usual 16 year old lady-in-waiting you'd usually encounter; then again, Eyva was a ruling lady here. Whitton was now her house, a reputation she was responsible for upholding. Ready or not. 

Once she knew that the servants understood, she would move out of the room to allow him time to rest.
Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, guest chambers.

"Once again, thank you, and worry not for those restricted places, I am a man of honor, and this is your castle, so those are your rules, sand I shall respect them, and yes, I will make sure to come to your study since I will most likely have recovered by then" He would smile at her and the servant before moving to his side to rest for the rest of the day.

The day after, he would have recovered enough to go see her in her study, he would sit up, yawning loudly and stretching before looking around his room, after a few minutes to get used to being awake he would get up and get properly clothed before stepping out into the hallway to go forth and meet Lady Eyva in her study.
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton Castle, Study

Eyva was sat in her study as she had promised. She was seated in a very large chair that clearly wasn't designed for her. It was her fathers, made from a blackened oak and hand carved. At the top was a small carving of a falcon, the Whitton sigil. In front of her was a large master desk that had piles of books on each side. In the middle was a small candle that Eyva was using to light the pages. The room itself was dark, the windows were blacked out by Deep blue velvet drapes that spilled from the ceiling onto the floor, and further in some cases. Some of them even had the white falcon hand sewn into them. The room had a fire, much like the room Siegfried had been staying in. Made from stones that had been strategically pieced together to form an arch in the middle. Embers gently burnt and crackled beneath the large logs that had only recently been placed on there. 

Eyva looked up from the parchment in front of her when Siegfried had arrived. She offered him a warm, welcoming smile. "Sir Krieger. How are you feeling today? Please, some sit, do you need a drink?" She asked, ushering a hand to the chair that was in front of the desk. It was a lot smaller than the master chair that Eyva frequented. Though it was well padded with duck feathers and lined with the same blue velvet that the drapes were made from.
Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, Study.

Sir Siegfried entered the room in a fairly shy stance, looking at the drapes in fascination, he really liked the style of everything, it pleased his eyes, it changed a lot from the usual aggressive crimson he saw in House Krieger, things here were more, beautiful, there were no other words he could find to describe them, he was suddenly pulled out of his daydreaming when Eyva talked to him, his eyes suddenly switching to her, he responded to her smile with a smile of his own, always having that little odd something to it that could not described.

"I am feeling well m'lady" He said while nodding a bit, advancing when she asked him to come sit "Yes I would like something to drink, thank you very much" He would pull the chair back slightly and sit down in a surprisingly shy and neutral stature for a man of his build and size, he would put his hands on his thighs and look at her with that strange smile of his.
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton Castle, Study.

"That's good to hear." She smiled, waving a hand to a servant to grab them some drinks. The servant left the room, gently closing the door behind them. Eyva watched them as they left, before moving her eyes back to the man before her. "I trust that you are feeling better now? The person treating you had reported to me that you'd make a full recovery, which is good news. A few more days of rest and you'll be as good as you were before you came here." She gently twisted a quill between her forefinger and thumb, as if she was in thought.

"I've asked the local smith to look at your armour. I will know in a few days if it is repairable, and at what price it can be repaired." She glanced to her parchment in front to the when she mentioned price. She didn't want to seem pushy or expecting. She knew she did not want to take gold from this man, however at some point, she'd be unable to keep him here. Her house came first, after all.
Jose
Sir Siegfried Krieger
Whitton Castle, Study.

He would look at her when she saved at the servant and then as the servant as they left, when the door closed, he would then turn his head back to her when she spoke, listening closely to what she said and making sure she had finished her sentence before responding* "It is good to learn I will recover soon, and I wish there was a way I could show my gratitude to you and all the people who took care of me, I am indeed feeling better now" He looked at her movements curiously with his head tilted.

He would listen to her again when she spoke of his armor, this time seemingly even more attentive to her words, and when she was done speaking he would respond again "As I said you need not worry for payment, I am certain I still have enough money to pay for the repairs of my armor, you must understand it is critical to me that it is fixed, and even more critical that the person who worked on it would be payed" He didn't seem to feel bad about discussing price, in his eyes, gold was not much.
Connie
Lady Eyva Whitton
Whitton Castle, Study.

"How good are you with a sword, sir? If you have some notable skill perhaps all is not lost. I can offer you my castle as protection. In return you are to give me protection, you can become a sworn sword. Think of it as payment for staying, if you like. Of course, if you wish to leave in a few days when you are well enough, I will not stop you, nor ask for anything in payment. My offer is for the long term, as a sworn sword." She would say. It was clear she had thought about this properly, perhaps she had intentions of assigning another knight but had felt empathy with this man instead.

"We need not discuss payment for the armour until we know if it's going to cost anything. All in good time." She smiled, watching him carefully. Soon after, a servant would move into the room with two steaming clay cups. When they were placed down on the desk, the servant bowed and left just as quick as they entered. Eyva picked up the clay mug and inhaled the steam from it. It was a honey and lavender tea, musky and sweet. 

"If you don't like it, I can get you something else." Eyva said, taking a small sip and smiling, it was one of her favourites.