Averlee was seated by Jarl as once seated she dismissed the man. She smoothed her skirts and was glad the young man showed proper upbringing. "Tell me about you and how you learned to be a hunter." She was used to commanding. Her tone was calm and her expression soft.  A serving wench brought  them mead, bread with honey butter. The princess looked at her approvingly. Serve us well and you will be well compensated. The girl of 14  bowed to them both and smiled. "Thank ya, Ya'highness." Averlee moved the plate of bread and butter over to the young man. "Eat, you must be starving after tracking that beast. They are delicious." She took  a sip of mead and licked her lips. "A bit warm. Is not bad. Has a spice to is."