The night quickly passed and just like clockwork the next day,passed and the creatures of the night returned to play once again. The next night was unlike any of the others. There were no interruptions from Martin. No nagging from Sebastian to get up and do some sparing with Valentine in the early morning. The wolf was allowed to lay in bed. Unable to sleep from his hectic scheduling up until this point,but his body finding a moment to find relief from its tensed state it has been used to over the past couple months. When Valentine did finally choose to bring himself up,it was due more to the fact that he wanted to give himself ample time to arrive to the table before anyone else. It was him that would be left in charge of the security of the LaCroix from this point forward. He would be lying if he said that he did not want to impress the king and queen.<br/><br/>After a quick change into a vested suit,minus the jacket this time, Valentine walked himself out to the dining room area. When he arrived the table was just finished being set and he was able to find his seat across the LaCroix. Slowly the wolves crept in followed by the royalty of the castle. Dinner was quieter this time around. More tamed compared to the previous nights. It seemed like everyone's minds were occupied. It was not til dinner was halfway through that a present arrived. A decently sized red box with a bright red ribbon resting at its top. They spoke of Varus and tensions only seemed to rise. A scowl that was obvious on the face of the princess even though it seemed blind to about half her family. Valentine made no comment,but Sebastian seemed to show a bit more pleasure in the reaction to Varus' present. Martin turned to Valentine and decided to speak to him about what would come that night. This was not their business and it would be best if they would act to speak amongst themselves as best they can as to not make the moment any more awkward between the two allies.<br/><br/>"Valentine. You are going to attend court with the Queen tomorrow night. Watch how she conducts business. Keep an eye on those wishing to speak out against the alliance and make sure that they are not a threat to the LaCroix or to our kind. Pay attention. I don't want to hear you left early." Valentine nodded along to the end and said nothing to the remark as if he was some kind of slacker. "I will make sure the Queen is safe. I doubt she needs me as much as you think but I will. She looks as full of spirit as ever." Martin sat back and the two were forced to sit through the end of the drama. It seemed that Varus was not as welcomed as one would believe and it seemed like only Edmond cared that it seemed to be the case. Him and Victor who seemed more involved with notes he was jotting down on the side without a show of care to the distraction.<br/><br/>When The Queen mentioned the court attending,Martin made sure to stop her and say "I have spoken to Valentine. He will be attending alone. I hoped me and Edmond may have a moment to speak about the olden days." Martin said as if he was an old man near deaths door. It was easy to forget how old Martin really was. His only son being under a century old while he carried a few lifetimes underneath his belt. "Tomorrow is a quick attending from What I understand. A condensed version of our gathering and talk of an event to rival any others." The wolves stood. Not wanting to bring up or even comment on anything said by the LaCroix about the romantic dealings of anyone. Especially the arranged marriage of the princess. Valentine chimed in and reached for the queen's hand while the wolves left. Kissing her hand as a sign of respect before letting himself out from the dining room. Each heading their own way with their own intentions in mind. Valentine chose to continue the night as it began. Giving himself quiet and peace. Readying himself mentally for what was to come the following night with thoughts as to the pained face of the princess when she received her present.