Hypnotized.
As soon as Briceus turned his back on Elizabeth and began to saunter away from her, she began to feel instant relief from concluding in her mind that the King had not harboured any immediate intentions to mete out a punishment of some sort to her for her bold utterances just now.
Even though his countenance had clearly shown his degree of disapproval with regard to her overly curious persona, for some unclear reasons he had decidedly begun to walk outside her bedroom space. This caused Elizabeth to become suspicious but some other pressing need soon became more relevant where she stood.
'Now that this man has succeeded in making the kind lady Sigrid withdraw her earlier companionship from my side in addition to how I can no longer hold in my fluids from dropping, how can I undo the laces of this dress solely on my own without any helper? Ah! This is a far more sophisticated outfit than the one the kind old Mr Lynchfield had me rent' grumbled Elizabeth in her heart.