Having survived dinner, but only barely, Orion relaxed in his room.  His rugby gear had been packed and ready to go right after he returned from the evening’s daily meal.  Suit and tie were duly removed, replaced with more casual attire, a navy blue sweater paired with informal slacks.<br/><br/>Not knowing what to expect where his midnight rendezvous with the Princess was concerned, Orion was determined to at least be dressed comfortably.  That simple mission accomplished, he sat in a nearby chair, perusing his monthly rugby magazine.<br/><br/>The clock unhurriedly crept toward the appointed time.