Backing away slightly, Vashti commented quietly. What was wrong with this girl? Something was definitely... more off than usual, though she had apparently just stabbed the man who loved her so who knew what to expect from her?

"Of course I am, Lady Shelley, you are the lady of this house and as such, that is your title."

Pausing momentarily, Vashti commented quietly.

"Let me help you with the dress, and I will have new garments sent for."