Jaren smiled as he received the letter from the servant. He brought it up slowly towards his nose, sniffing at it just once before taking it back down. With one hand he tore it open, flipping it out, reading its quick message as he sat in that self same chair that he had conducted his meeting from just a scant hour or so ago. He carefully slid the letter into a fold in his robes, pulling his hand out slowly, now empty.<br/><br/>A three count later he pushed up out of his chair with grace, leaving the table at a slow walk. His hands were held over his stomach, tucked into the sleeves of the opposite arm. He nodded to the servant as he left out the open door. He walked past a number of Ritter Hex knights, never saying a word to any of them as he made his way through the corridors. He moved at a stately pace, never lingering, but not exactly hustling either. He had a soft smile on his face, his eyes often drifting from his path until he finally reached the door to the gardens.<br/><br/>Lord Martinez stopped as the sudden sunlight enveloped him. He blinked three times, adjusting to the light before his gaze cleared. Almost immediately his eyes locked onto a table, and a woman sitting at it. His smile widened just a little as he walked over towards the Princess and their lunch.