The Lady wants friends (2)

Lady Lyana looks at me, a bit disoriented.

«I'm your lady in waiting,» she whispers. «It would be too forward of me to consider myself a friend of my Lady...»

Is that a polite way to reject me?

«Kate works for me, but she's my friend too,» I point out. She better say it out loud if she doesn't want me. It'll spare her time. And mine too.

«It would be my honour,» she says then. «I was afraid my Lady misunderstood my words from before... I was not trying to imply that I gained your trust just yet. Rather, I think that my Lady's personality will charm everyone, eventually.»

Oh, really? She wasn't rejecting me, then?

I blink, and my eyes fill with light and happiness. Making friends isn't that difficult if they're willing to play along.

«So, can I consider you a friend as well?» I ask, just to be sure. I'm just like a kid in front of the first cake in their life.