Gavin nodded, a smile creeping across his face. "Not a problem. I actually took the liberty of writing the betrothal papers earlier. All that's needed is your name. The stables will be informed of your ride tomorrow, and Diane will be ready." He paused at the mention of gift, thinking his sister was going to feel like it was her birthday. "Diane will be ready," he repeated.<br/><br/>He had everything ready. Diane's hand in marriage would mean a great deal to her husband. Her dowery included a noble title in the Anstarian royalty, estate and lands in the kingdom, a chance to inherit the throne and being privy to some of the secret sciences of Anstaria. Gavin knew he picked wisely. If anything went wrong with the peace talks with Loidi, he didn't want to put so much of his kingdom in the hands of his enemies.<br/><br/>************<br/><br/>Making it to the Loidite rooms, Diane used the back hall to enter. Knocking on the servant's door, she peered inside. "Hello? Am I interupting? I came to talk."