She laughed then, a laugh that seemed to make her young and girlish again. "Hunts can also be diplomatic...Gavin..."  she decided to be bold then, and use his given name. After all, in her mind, she'd just given him his promise braid. That meant she was allowed certain intimacies. "When people are in the middle of a hunt, something that holds sway over life and death, that rush can be used to manipulate them. Several of Goldspar's previous kings have used to them to great advantage."<br/><br/>She laughed again at his comment about his braid. "It'll fall out on its own without some unguent. I have some in my room, if you'd like, I can apply it tomorrow." she smiled. It was nice to be so easy and free with someone else. Most likely ValÃ¨ree would be simmering in a rage in their rooms, but she would not dare to upset her in this.