Again, a flush of Cassiopeia’s cheeks.  And why?  Because of a ringing cell phone, which she shut down immediately to her credit.  The Prince casually brushed the incident away, filing it under<i>No Big Deal.  </i>The cursed devices were prevalent throughout society, as it seemed everyone and their dog had one.  Orion was glad, and more than relieved, that Mother and Father ignored it, too.  Aside from their initial stares, of course, but those dissipated rather quickly.  She was, after all, a guest.  On the other hand, had it been Orion’s ring tone sounding off (he rarely carried it around anyway), he more than likely would have received an earful from Mother.<br/><br/>Timing, he noticed, could not have been more perfect for her sake.  The salad plates and bowls were removed, while the next course soon followed.  Attention had shifted from the Princess to the hustle and bustle of the servers.  It was almost as if she had planned it, which of course, Orion knew she hadn’t.  How could she possibly?  Cassiopeia’s mother, however, in all likelihood would have embarrassed her daughter.  Orion couldn’t help but wonder who the caller was.<br/><br/>So far, dinner was a quiet affair.  It was so like Father to be focused on his rotating foods.  But Mother?  She was awfully quiet.  Almost disturbingly so.  Well, someone had to break the ice.  “After dinner and drinks, Princess, we should discuss what to pack for that picnic.  A stroll through the gardens, perhaps?  Sandwiches or something more substantial?  White or red wine?”  That did the trick, as Mother glanced his way with a raised brow.  He couldn’t understand why, because as far as he knew, no one had ever been ticketed with a DUI while riding a horse.  Would that be RUI then?  Orion’s grin was difficult to contain.