He found himself longing to be in the mist of a battle as he stood beside Captain Artimus wearing formal clothing. It felt restricting to him as he always opted for a more practical choice of outfitting himself. Not to mention he didn't do formal at all. Artimus had had to all but beat him into wearing what he now wore as he had vehemently vetoed wearing something more flashier. This was the closest thing he would concede to wear short of coming in his repaired armor, which Artimus had vehemently refused to allow.<br/><br/>He had placed himself a small distance from King Artrius, Artimus, and a fellow soldier who, after he shook off the sense of seeing features similar to a mage he refused to acknowledge he knew, identified himself as Jonathan. He didn't get much of a chance to disengage from the group and vanish into the banquet hall as Jonathan, who asked to be called Jonn, sidetracked him by asking about his engagement of the Orc chieftain he'd killed. Apparently, it had become quite the hot topic in the court as no one knew who it was who had slain such a powerful and terrifying creature with such wonton abandon without help. He let himself have some egotistical pride in his voice as he thoroughly recounted the event, starting from when he first arrived in the village just after the first blares of the orc's battle horns sounded. It was pretty gritty stuff, and he ended up enchanting Jonn in stunned admiration as he got to the most juicy part of the tale.<br/><br/>He damn near jumped out of his skin as the King's arm landed around his shoulders at turned him to face someone. When he recognized her, he had to consciously force himself to stay put. She looked absolutely amazing to him, not that he would admit he cared. It took everything he had to not start drooling over himself as he stared. He snapped out of his reverence when she spoke to him.<br/><br/>"Milady," He said, bowing deeply as he knelt to her, "It is a honor and privilege to make your acquaintance."<br/><br/>'I missed you too, Kate,' He replied in his mind, impressing the feeling of him embracing her and placing a kiss on her forehead, 'I'm fully recovered, thank you. I took the liberty of keeping that salve you used on my back. It has been quite the lifesaver.'<br/><br/>He brought her hand to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of it. He looped his arm around hers as he led her into banquet hall, finding a secluded corner for a more private reunion. He turned, embracing her tightly as he pressed his lips to her forehead, mirroring the impression he'd given her. He had missed her fiercely, going so far as to intercept the mail courier midroute to give him letters for her and get the letters from her before Artimus got to see who they were for. He'd been rather aggressive about it, giving the courier a heart attack almost everytime he appeared to him.<br/><br/>"Thank you for writing to me," He whispered, gently pulling her tail as a means of teasing her, "I took the time to completely memorize your letters so I could refresh my memory of what you told me in them."<br/><br/>As if to prove his point, he went on to recount all the major points of all the letters she writen him in broad but concise details.