"No, I have no problem with deer or fowl. They are my preferences for hunting." She smiled at him, letting him think he was the only one in her thoughts. Leaning across the table, she plucked the grape from his fingers with her teeth, letting him see just how delicate her touch could be. The grape was not pierced or cut as she took it in her mouth, and swallowed it whole.<br/><br/>"Yes, of course." This, the idea of meeting the king. Of course, yet another thing ValÃ¨re kept from her. "We shall be the picture of propriety. After all, I would not want to offend your father..." Reaching across, she brushed the back of his hand with her own, seeking to display some comfort for him.<br/><br/>"I'm sure that things will work out the way they are supposed to. No matter how little you think of yourself, I think you will make a fine king."