"Of course M'lady." He said with a small bow of his head as he was seated on his bedroom sharpening his sword. When she entered her tent he gave a sigh and began to remove the armor he still wore from that morning. It took several minutes but eventually he was sitting in only his pants and a loosely fitting white shirt that revealed a bit of his muscular chest. His sword lay next to him on the bedroll and his armor lay a bit further away.<br/><br/>It took about an hour for the food to finish cooking and he had a plate made for her with thinly sliced pieces of the flank and also some sliced apples and a handful of berries. He also poured her a glass of wine from a small barrel they brought with them. With the plate and cup in hand he approached the tent and waited outside of it. "Your highness? I have your supper for you if you're hungry." He did in a soft voice.