Celes could only incline her head before she was being led away by the evil vizier, or whatever he was officially.  She hadn't had the chance to meet the other nobles, but it could be the people she wanted to meet would not be at court every day, and only the minor courtiers would be here.  She also realized through her conversations she might need to connect with resources somehow, to have some basis for allying with other families.  Friendship is one thing, but she needed something to offer for their support, and her body wasn't going to be enough for the whole court to share.  Plus, making progress on proving her identity would be important; while having overwhelming support might be enough to crown one illegitimately, the proof might help win supporters in the first place.  In any case, she needed to slip away from this eel.<br/><br/>"Of course, I am forever loyal to my country and serving her.  But I must beg your forgiveness, the strain of travel, this corset, and meeting the king have all but drained my fortitude and I feel the need to excuse myself from the court before I must faint."  If they think so little of women here, her fair constitution should be no surprise to their preconceptions.  Even as she makes her excuses, she gently disentangles herself from his hand, trying to curtsy even as she steps toward the doors.  She would have to find the noble houses at their own estates.  Poking around the palace for proof was intriguing, but it would probably be best to wait for a larger even to lose herself in, like high court or a party.