In Kay's own mind, this assumption was not hot-headed. If anything, it was cold--a cold-hearted suspicion of everyone else. Even she, at times, found her own actions to be on the cruel side. Sometimes, she did wish she could stop suspecting others of either incompetence or betrayal. Heaven knows it would have made her more friends!

But for her, this ruthlessness was all part of her duty. She had to compensate for her King. Her noble, innocent, and pure King who, if anything, could be too trusting or forgiving.

"Understood."

Her killing intent mostly disappears. She knows that the King is being cautious, but it still strikes her as a little too merciful.

"Shall I prepare your toilet and clothing? Or perhaps your meat and chamber?"