In one, lithe sweeping motion Tilda stood from the floor, her worn dress revealing a length of pale leg for one moment before she modestly smoothed it out, taking care to straighten her collar so that no hint of skin other than her slim face and slender but hard worked hands showed. The modesty was yet another of the King Overlord's ridiculous rules. And it extend to everyone. Her face burned scarlet. Not at being caught out, but at being caught by, of all people, him...<br/><br/>There was a sadness in Tildas eyes as she gazed at him. He wouldn't remember her, or how they used to sit in the library together, barely older than six, while his mother read from an old and tattered book of fairy stories. It was from her, the lady of the house, that Tilda had learned to love reading. The stories she told were fanciful, and captivating.<br/><br/>She had always been shy around him, even in the innocence of youth. Of course,  it didn't help that as he had grown the face she had learned in her childhood had taken on the guise of a man, chiseled like out of the choicest stone and kind...save for the look of suspicion he now regarded her with.<br/><br/>Belatedly, she realized it was incongruous  to stare the way she was and she quickly dropped her eyes, pretending to study the tangle of bear fur beneath her feet while keeping the angled lines of his strong jaw in her periphary.<br/><br/>"They said it comes and goes." Tilda whispered the words so they were barely audible, until she shook her head like she was trying to keep from saying more. It broke her heart to see him looking so lost. "My Lord, you are safe. This is your parents home. I believe, they are downstairs in the parlor. And probably worried sick out you.." She paused for a moment, wondering how much she should say. Not that she knew much either way. Lifting her eyes a little bit more, she reached out and placed her hand on his sleeve, tentativly. "It is impertinent for me to say so, because I don't know the story well, but you had an accident. It...It addled your mind and things you once knew you no longer do. I'm sure, your mother could explain it better than I. I will take you to her, if you like."