(Talking with Gavin)<br/><br/>Eloran considered the note, furrowing his brow as he thought.  "My Prince, I will serve personal guard to the King during his private meetings."  He said it with finality.  "It's a matter of my duty." he explains.<br/><br/>(When Honore shows up)<br/><br/>He greeted the Comtesse politely.  "Good morning, Comtesse." he said when she finally sat down, professional and unobtrusive.<br/><br/>The Knight set to eating with furious zeal, silently stabbing and chewing.  He would have a servant get him a side of bacon afterward, he made a note to himself.  It wasn't unpleasant company, he thought.  The Comtesse seemed to have an alliance on her mind, he could tell, and that was the goal, after all.<br/><br/>Something bugged him, though.  She was being rather to the point about it.  She had an objective, the Knight could smell it.  He'd spent too much time cutting his way through political webs of intrigue to be oblivious.  There was also the matter of her sister, Valere, who had gone to pains to make herself unremarkable, allowing Honore to take the spotlight.<br/><br/>Shadows were never good, he thought.  He watched Gavin and Honore while they talked, trying to spot a chink in the armor of words.