"Of course."  After tying the belt to his robe he crawled across the massive bed and slid tray and table closer. The robe still slipped from his shoulders, but sitting up right, his hair covered most of his exposed skin.<br/><br/>Him serving anyone would be a shock, but not when it is known to be Pookie.  The young king had spent years looking for his mother's most beloved pet.  Desperate to hold onto what was left of everyone he loved.<br/><br/>"Can you sit up any? If you are thirsty there is water and even wine." Van would not hesitate to give him a drink with his own mouth if need be.