He smiled as he looked at her beauty from her eyes to the way her hair flowed and her sweet smile on her face lit up the room. When she spoke of his sisters he laughed. "Yes they are they are so sweet and innocent and somehow dealing with my father's illness so well. Don't tell them how adorable they are though that will go straight to their heads and completely fuel their large egos already." He laughed. "Well that settles it after dinner and you meet the rest of the family you may not have met in the past, they are all here so there's no trouble. And then we will head immediately to the garden. Your room is ready but should you change it or wish the decor to be changed to your tastes please just say so." He said reaching for her hand and squeezed it slightly in a reassuring manner. He knew that likely she felt a little homesick or a lot because this was her home now considering the times he had been in Navarre he felt homesick quite easily.<br/><br/>The gasp didn't shock him at all and it was the reaction everyone had including the family. The problem was no one knew what was going on. No one knew why he was so sick and why it progressed so rapidly. Arthur suspected it was poison or something of the sort and a particularly harsh one but it started happening shortly after talks to bring Catelyn to the realm as if someone was trying to stop it from happening. "Thank you Catelyn." He said as tears risked from slipping out of his eyes and gliding down his cheeks but were forced away and blinked into nothing. He leaned into her touch slightly and sighed as he felt comforted at least for a moment.<br/><br/>He was brought back to reality when she was served wine along with food and Arthur sighed for a moment quickly grabbing a sip of wine to dull the senses and the pain of possibly losing his father far earlier than he was meant to. Arthur smiled as his father called for a toast while he was coughing and out of breath still managing to be as kingly as he could. "Here here to princess Catelyn!" He said and raised his own glass in a toast. He was glad for the food as it served as a distraction from the bleak reality that was his father's health. There was fear that perhaps someone else in the family would be next. Who knows these things are unknown until they know if his father's condition is something that happened naturally or in nefarious ways.<br/><br/>Arthur grinned and looked over at her and then at the paintings. "Well some have been made by artists long past like that one." He pointed to one that was showcasing a Queen with a very interesting dress but that was the fashion for the time after all. "But others like that one I can definitely tell you who made them and in fact." He said pointing to the one of the royal family that had been only a year or two ago. "Is one made by the Royal Painter many of the paintings here are commissioned by him and the quality is simply exquisite. I can certainly introduce you as he will want most definitely to paint the future Queen of the United Kingdom." He said with a smile. "I hope the food is to your liking, Catelyn. There were meals common in Navarre prepared especially for you along with traditional meals from her that are meant to help you acclimate as easily as possible. It seems the people and servants love you already as well as my family." He chuckled. "You will fit in just fine."