Gavin nodded. He couldn't help but feel like a blundering fool. His father had instructed him to be polite to his guests, as polite as the king would be if he were not ill. Had he had his way, most, if not all, of these people would not allowed to set foot on Anstarian soil.<br/><br/>"Thank you for your understanding, Comtess," he said. "I believe this meeting has gotten off on the wrong foot." He just wanted to get the treaty signed and get back to his life. He was avoiding bringing up his sister until he had to, having been instructed to use her as a bartering tool.