"Very well M'Lady."<br/>Ursa's voice, now quiet and showing genuine concern in it's tone, drifted over from the end of the room.<br/>"I will take away the tray and tell the seamstress that you are not disturbed."<br/>Sonja could hear the tray being picked up, the plate clattering.<br/>"I'll pop back in an hour or so and see if there is anything you need."<br/><br/>Tapping on the door, Ursula stood back as it was opened and left, the door closing quietly behind her.