Gavin nodded, his eyes on her lips. "My dreams were pleasant enough," he said. "You had the staring role." He smiled, looking down at the food. "I have ordered the cook to not make boar while you are here. In consideration for your mother's people. You don't have anything against deer or fowl?"<br/><br/>He took a grape and held it out to her as she had done last night. "I'm sure you know by now that my father wishes to speak to everyone privately. He's a charming old man, who still acts like he's young. I humbly ask that you and your sister don't over excite him. He has been very ill lately."<br/><br/>He looked down for a moment. "Before any of the delegates entered our land, my father just collapsed. His illness was so sudden. I never thought he'd ever be so frail. I'm not sure what I'd do if I lost him."