Ramia answered Hatchi's piercing gaze with a steady stare of her own. The prince could nearly see the fire burning inside the swordswoman. "I ain't degradin' myself to be some damn chambermaid." As she spoke she began literally fuming - so maybe there really was a fire inside her. Soon Ramia's hair and clothes were dry again and she took a deep breath as if to calm herself or prepare herself for something. "I will have you know, good sir that I am Ramia Elanna of the noble house of Kastagir. I may not become a duchess any time soon - unless something happens to my brothers, which I wouldn't like mind you. I only got my family name as my inheritance. I've studied swordplay since I was 14 so I ain't - and wouldn't have to - be nobody's damn chambermaid."