Cassiopeia wanders around the garden, still lost in thought. She makes it back to the doors as a servant comes to tell her to come inside, dinner would be served shortly. She thanked them and headed back to the dining room, trying to clear her head in preperation for the conversations to be held at dinner tonight. She wondered who all would be there. In her family, if they decided to eat together it was in one of their chambers since there were not enough people present to justify eating elsewhere.<br/><br/>Of course there were always exceptions, but they were few and far between. Cassiopeia takes a deep breath before entering the dining room, smiling demurely and seating herself gracefully. She notes again that the prince is not present yet. He seemed to enjoy making an entrance and drawing all eyes to him. A tactic she herself had used before, but not one she would use while a guest here.