Suddenly there is a CRASH
ASTRIA: (off screen)You bastard!
Astria bursts out into the hallway, her robe revealing a bit more than modesty would demand. She storms off in high dudgeon and low spirits.
LAEMUL: Astria, it’s –
ASTRIA: Fake! Fraud! And to think I … AUGH! I never want to see you again!
LAEMUL: Ahh … well, all right. So very sorry.
YANORA: The course of true love, eh, Laemul?
LAEMUL: Ah – your Highness. I do apologize for that unfortunate display …
YANORA: Oh, poor, poor Astria. What in particular – if I may ask – was the reason for her rather undignified departure from your chambers?
LAEMUL: Ahh .. she … she asked me to test her for magickal aptitude.
YANORA: May we assume she failed the test?
LAEMUL: Rather completely, I’m sorry to say.
YANORA: She needn’t have felt so very disappointed. It’s a tiny fraction of people that actually show any talent at all.
LAEMUL: Quite so. I tried to tell her that, but … ah …
YANORA: Let us discuss this further in your chambers, you and I.