[ instead of pressing a button to hold the doors open, elsa easily slips through, standing in the entranceway as she turns to face him, ticking them off her fingers. ] Well, there's the entire staff of the castle: the stewards, the constables, the marshals, the valets, the domestic servants...

[ elsa ducks her head, embarrassed by her own riches when she otherwise wouldn't be. ] It seems to be the standard for royals.