"Thou shat serve lunch for all in residence, regardless of whether we eat with his Highness or not; all of the maids, and 3 others. Most of the maids we try to employ experienceth no problems... Until they meet His Highness. And..."

He paused. His brow furrowed as he listened to what she was saying... And facepalmed.

"There is no arcane advisor in residence here; the only man who'd goen through the trouble to impersonate one...If he hath a good impression of thee, it is because he thinketh thou makes a fun new toy to manipulate."

Terran pouted, still clearly furious about this turn of events. He did not have a good opinion of Mozart.