Lost in her own world where a very grateful young woman, wearing a wonderful royal blue gown, was escorted by the King himself, Ursa almost shrieked at the sound of Sonja's voice.<br/>Dropping the dress, she hastily stooped to pick it up, looking guilty enough to be charged with stealing gold from the Royal coffers.<br/><br/>"Oh M'Lady....Sorry M'Lady....No M'Lady..."<br/><br/>Still a little flustered and blushing deep red, Ursa draped the robe as best she could over her arm and took a deep breath. Even though she spoke with a little nervous quake in her voice, Sonja could she that she spoke the truth when she finally answered her question.<br/>"It was a little difficult finding a replacement for your clothing M'Lady, me and Greta had to work quite hard and then Greta did her best to remember where all the holes and burns were."<br/>She took a short breath before continueing to garble.<br/>"But Greta's good like that, she has a good memory, once she's seen something she never forgets, she can make exactly the same thing time after time..."<br/>Her voice faded a little, she still had difficulty in understanding why Sonja had wanted all of this.<br/>"So....she had no problem in marking where the smithy had to put the holes 'n things....."