<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v143/M00nchy1de/Vitani.jpg)</div>*Vitani sat quietly listening, her hands folded neatly in her lap. She would not allow herself the distraction of tea until she'd heard Moiraine out. She listened intently, marking mentally the directives given. She managed to stifle the smile that wanted to burst forth. Well, perhap she'd have the chance to go to the dance after all!* Yes M'lady Moiraine, as ye say. *Was her response. This was how she'd address Moiraine unless directed otherwise. Best to behave as asked at all times rather than risk a mistake, after all. Only then, did she take her cup of tea for a sip of it.* I actually have befriended one of said young men. We were to dine together this evening, an it please you of course. *The last was added with all respect and deferrence.*