Like a good neighbour

Caesennia's lips pulled into a knowing smile, Perhaps they scream, perhaps they fry. I wouldn't know, ser. I'm where I belong. She replied, with a shrug of her shoulders. In all honesty, the stranger was in more danger if found by the people who put those wards up, than the wards themselves.

He asked about the basket, the vials had caught his attention. Mmm, a bit of both. Medicines. My Lady has a life-long ailment. Not quite a lie, though she wouldn't really call them medications... But nonetheless, her smile brightened just a bit as she regarded the stranger.

If you really wanna get in undetected, there's a guard change in thirty minutes. She added, with a nod. She could, of course, vouch for the man. But she wasn't going to do that, not knowing him, nor if he was of any import to her mistress.

@Branson Rutherford