She considers this for a moment, then shakes her head, still looking meditative.

"I have spent years of my life confined to a castle," she says, looking around at the revellers nearby. "Magical or no, there are limits to its secrets, and none to those of the horizon." Then, with a rather self-conscious little smile, "Mistake me not, 'tis pleasant enough, and good to have a sense of duty. Even so..."