She was a fairy

Artie had a pep in her step as she headed back to her rooms, Sir Tristan staring at her as she giggled to herself. 

"Are you that pleased you've forced Sir Mordred into becoming your aide?" He asked, and Artie waved her hand. 

"I didn't force him, he just saw that it was the best option." Artie said, and Sir Tristan sighed, shaking his head. Sir Tristan was escorting Artie back to her rooms since they had carried on with tea time until night had set. No doubt Moira was worried about her, but Artie had had a good time. She'd learned a lot, and felt like she had gotten closer to three people who she had wanted to get to know. 

Even Sir Tristan didn't seem to be as awkward around her anymore, and she had to thank Lady Morgan for that. She had a feeling, in this particular case, without Lady Morgan's help, she might have had a harder time getting to know Sir Tristan.