With your leave, my lady.

[ she curtsies, smiles a smile that is all warmth and hospitality. an odd notion when discussing this city but it has become a reluctant home. ]

I am Guinevere, Gwen, if it pleases you, of Camelot. I was a maid to the Lady Morgana of Camelot, and I am told to be good at sewing. I would be glad to assist you.