A thousand apologies for not having made myself clear, milady. I was carried away into near (?) incoherance by my outrage.
The en garde was certainly not directed toward thee, nor toward thy SO (o fortunate one!). It was intended for whichever vitamin-C deficient knave dared to suggest that thy status as a lady was ever in question, let alone in need of testimony.
Having attempted to clarify my position, I must beg thy leave – I have windmills to tilt before lunch.