Payton nodded feeling a little reassured, but still he was going to marry their son. What if they decided that he was bad for the contry or wasnt good enough to hold represent their kindom with their son. Payton was bad at politics and only good at helping people. He knew medicine and a little about common life, but he was locked away so much it was hard to know much else. Prehaps he should stay as quiet as possible during the meal? "Will I be sitting next to you..?" Payton looked to Alex nervously. '"Could i hold your hand if i start to panic..?"