Delphine followed along without issue and admired the throne he had for himself. Essentially a lord he was indeed, running his own little village of people. It seemed incredible self-sufficient, what with the farms and the making and selling of goods. They all seemed to have it pretty good up in the mountains, and being Stalingrant, the cold was, of course, no deterrent for them. Coming up to the table, Delphine took her seat and looked back to Chyn-ka.<br/><br/>"Well, I'm curious to hear all about it when he comes back. Provided I can know about it." Since of course Kryner couldn't know about the dress, Del wasn't sure if she could really know any details about this trial, but that was a topic for another time as Chyn-ka beckoned some women forward, presumably more wives, and began grace. It was like nothing she'd heard before. Being raised in the south, it always some sort of bland prayer in comparison to the song the ladies began to sing. "Amen," She echoed a few seconds late, but immediately food was on it's way. She was practically drooling as some sandwiches came by. She grabbed one, then added some bacon and salad to her plate and began to eat alongside everyone else. "Mmm, you're right, the hogs taste much better than they smell. It's all delicious."