Remember: everything Grayfia Lucifuge says is made up.

Grayfia is sitting by herself, deep in thought. The door opens, and the Pretend Suitor enters the room. (Direct servant of Grayfia): Your Majesty, I hope I'm not intruding. I noticed you seemed a little troubled earlier, and I couldn't help but worry. Grayfia: Oh, it's you. No, you're not intruding. Please, come in.