[ the manners has her smile holding. whether or not he's aware of the rumors, they have certainly been flying around - a new summoned, a new summoned from solvunn. the theories of who he is and what he knows run rampant. part of her was endlessly entertained by them, by the way the court picked up any hint of something new, from one of the other factions, and how it continued to snowball.

she had her own theories about the man, sure, but yennefer also didn't really have the patience lately to wait around and see if her theories would prove themselves to be true. instead, she decides to cut out the timeline and the middle man and approach him directly. after all - he's handsome enough. ]

My name is Yennefer of Vengerberg- I'm one of the Summoned here. [ they are far enough on this walk away from the eyes and ears of most of the court, so she doesn't bother with the title. ( she's still not sure how she feels about it, anyway. venerable. it all feels a bit ridiculous, when she thinks about it for too long. ] I wanted to offer you a tour of the castle, if you haven't been given one already. Or, alternatively, to ask if I may join you on your walk?

[ she is just as curious as the others, what he's doing here. what better way than to make herself available? ]