Myra looked at him. Watching him bow his head to everyone who entered had been interesting. It had entertained and impressed the two middle brothers. Hiken immediately disliked the man upon the assumption the guy was going after his twin sister. He merely had stared at the guy when he nodded his head. Scoffing internally and looked back out over the crowd. Myra hadn't noticed this. Looking at Draydon and blushing a bit. "That is a sweet thing to say." She said with a soft smile. He spoke again and she nodded her head. "I will." She whispered to him. She was going to help him adjust to being here with her. In this time. Nobody immediately was caring that the stranger at their table with Myra was wearing the strangest garments ever. They were curious about the male but that was it. Hiken would of course demand an answer later from the both of them. It was just neither the time nor the place.<span style="font-style: italic">The king came to sit between the three eldest brothers and the three of them starting from Hiken.</span>Myra would help Draydon should anyone ask any questions. She wouldn't lie but she wouldn't fully tell the truth either. She would omit certain information for the time being. They didn't need to know her friend was from thousands of years in the future...right?<br/><br/>Little did her friend know if he asked about the round table she would show it to him. There was indeed a knights of the round table in the war room. She looked at him supportively. Trying to give him the confidence he needed. She watched as the king made a speech about drinking to the prosperity of the land and that he hoped everyone enjoyed this fine meal. Once he took a sip of his drink everyone began to eat. She nudged him a bit. "Now is when you can eat. Once my father has finished his speech and taken a sip from his goblet." She said softly.<span style="font-style: italic">The king noted the stranger and deemed to confront him on his strange clothes and his intentions towards Myra at a later date. For now he would let his youngest be with the man who was obviously her friend. He noted she seemed quite attached to him so he would leave it be for the moment. First sign it was leaning towards romantic is when he would confront the young man.</span><br/><br/>Myra looked at Draydon with worry in her eyes. He seemed to not be feeling well. It wasn't that obvious but she could tell he seemed a bit paler than just a few moments before. She hoped he was alright. Watching him and took a sip of her drink from her goblet. She had looked ahead until something made her look back at him. She saw him gripping his side and wincing. Her eyes went wide and filled with worry for a moment. Then relaxed but were still filled with worry. She didn't believe him. He had been fine just a moment before. She looked at him. "Would you like to eat later? When the pains are gone?" She whispered to him. Not wanting to draw too much attention to him. She looked at her father. "By your leave father I will help Lord Draydon to his room. We'll get something to eat later on." She said with a light smile on her face.<span style="font-style: italic">The king looked at her and thought about it. Nodding his head a moment later. "Yes my darling child...you may take your friend. I will inform the chefs they are to be waiting for you two to come for food. I hope your friend feels better." He said. Looking at his sons. "Go back to eating." He commanded. When they did he resumed eating as well.</span><br/><br/>Myra stood slowly and went to Draydon's side. Helping her friend up and wrapped an arm around his waist. Putting one of his arms across her shoulder. Carefully helping him up and taking him from the dining hall. Slowy so not to bring him further pain and to make it easier on herself, she helped him back towards his room. Ordering, kindly, a maid to open his room then leave them be. She helped Draydon into his room. Wincing as this was quite taxing on her. She wasn't as strong as Draydon and he was taller than her. He also probaby weighed more than her. What with her only weighing a hundred and four pounds. Once he was seated on the bed she sat in a chair right next to it. Panting a little bit as that was not an easy venture. Getting up and shut the door. "Okay...you lied. What is really going on Draydon? I don't believe you about it being food pains." She said seriousy. "You hadn't eaten anything yet." She spoke softly but seriously.