Saphira turned to Cyrus and smiled, shaking her head. "Hello Cyrus, and please, I tell everyone they don't need to bow down for me," She says gently, walking over to the table with the gold tipped chairs. "Thanks for bringing it, I know you were rather busy this morning after the knights did their training." She sat down gracefully, filling her chalice with water. She remember when her parents forced her child-hood nanny to fill her cup for her. To Saphira, it was just ridiculous and rude to make someone do something so simple.