He looked down at her with a small grin moving her arm to his so he can escot her properly looking over his shoulder nodding to a cloak hanging on a hanger as a maid lays it over Talia's shoulders at the Lord's request. "You do not need to call me Lord, you are after all fro all reasons my life. And perhaps someday the wame word but with a w" he chuckles joyously as he guides them out of the room. he admired his halls so much each reflection he hadwas of that strong brave golden dragon. He truely was happy. he looked down at her, and tilted his head slightly once they had gotten to the white rose garden. "Somethings areon your mind yes/?"