"It's someone's name. I was confused for a moment."

They ask variants on the same thing for about five minutes. 

"If we bring you to the prince so he can ask you some questions, will this endanger him?"

"No."

"Where are you from?"

"The Magisterian Imperium."

"How do you get there from here?"

"I had a magical accident that sent me to another plane. The gods there tried to send me back, or that's what they said they were doing, but they missed."

"And their attempt landed you here?"

"Yes."

"What have you done since you arrived here?"

"I sold some jewelry because I didn't have any cash on hand, and got a business license and started a therapy practice. It's common in the Imperium for people who are born with telepathy to train as therapists."

"To your knowledge have you broken any laws?"

"Not to my knowledge, no."

"Why didn't you kneel when Prince Fe-Anar was passing through?"

"I was distracted by the aforementioned confusion and then once he was addressing me I wasn't sure if I was supposed to."

And a few more variants on all of those questions and then they undo whatever they did that left her distracted. 

"All right. You won't be charged with a crime. Price Fe-Anar still wants to see you; are you up for that now, or do you need a rest first?"

"...I could use a minute or two."

"All right." They wait outside the room.

She takes lots of deep breaths and does a caffeine thing to herself.

And they walk her down more hallways. When they come out of the hallways they're inside the great black dome. It's cool and pleasant, with the illusion of a breeze. The whole place is stunningly, magically lit, and there's a palace. 

They walk to the palace.

Well. Last time she showed up in a palace it turned out okay. Mostly.

This one is about as magical and about as pretty, though in a completely different style. It does not have any cute tiny children running around. It has - women who aren't wearing much, and guards, pretty much.

Walk walk walk.

Lack of cute tiny children is definitely a drawback. Sigh.

They open a door to a big spacious room. 

He's in there, pacing. When he sees them, he bounces. "I told you there wasn't anything to worry about," he says to the guards.

       "Yes, your grace."

"Shoo."

       The guards flee.