So the Cook knew her from even before (likely then Tevinter or a slave, in which case, no, not very likely to be magical), but the Comtesse confides in the Valet. A little odd, he thinks, but the valet would be around her so much more often than a cook. "She certainly doesn't seem a quiet sort that keeps to herself now. Unless it's a face she puts on for guests." But perhaps that is one of the secrets of ladies.

"Has she no others to attend to her? You must not get much time to yourself, for all you are around her to wait on her needs."