"No, wait" Drinian said when they arrived at the table.  He pulled out the chair for her to sit in.  "Don't worry about it, let me serve you tonight."  Taking a napkin, he gently laid it on her lap like she was in a fancy dress ball.  He went to the kitchen for a moment and reappeared with two bowls of stew delight.  Leaving again, he emerged once again with simple glasses and what looked like to be some red ale.  "You can have some if you wish, I have to stick with water."<br/><br/>Sitting down, he lifted up his glass of water and said, "To Amora and her new adventures in the house of Lord Drinian!  May you prosper in Lord Drinian's house!"  Taking a swig of water he commented, "Yuck; nothing like ale, but its healthier."<br/><br/>He watched his new servant; he hoped she enjoyed herself.  He tried to ignore all the desires for her she had in his spirit; but let's face it, maybe he was using the "power" he had to have this date.  She wasn't his plaything, what was he thinking?  He decided to turn the subject a little.<br/><br/>"So, has there ever been anybody you liked?"  That was foolish; he just let the cat out of the bag that he liked her ... or did he?  Drinian needed some lessons in courtship.