KayVenn was greeted in the morning by his advisor standing at his bedside.<br/>He cleared his throat and KayVenn glanced up at him, "There must be an important reason for you standing here, not content with the hallway anymore?"  To some, this comment may seem facetious, but to those who knew KayVenn well knew that he meant in only the best of spirits.<br/><br/>"Lady Valera has confirmed her presence for tonight, my Lord."<br/>KayVenn sat up, rather quickly as well.<br/>"Well," he said, almost unable to contain himself, "This is excellent news.  Have my chefs prepared meals immediately, you know just the ones."  KayVenn got out of his bed immediately and rushed to his wardrobe.  He donned his tunic and his trousers and then made his way for the breakfast hall.<br/>"I would wish to see this letter myself, as I eat."<br/>"Very well My Lord," came the advisors curt reply.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">*  *  *</div><br/><br/><br/>Evening had fallen, after the longest day KayVenn had ever experienced.  Even longer than waiting in his cell before his first gladiatorial bout.<br/>He had been anxious for Lady Valera's arrival since he found out she was coming.  He'd had one of his personal rooms decorated and prepared for them to share a meal, and he'd had her favourite meal prepared for her.<br/>He paced in his room for what had to be an hour, until his advisor came in to announce Lady Valera's arrival.<br/><br/>Hurriedly, he threw on a loose, silk over-tunic and rushed out to meet her.  He felt his heart beat rapidly as he saw her and knew that she was there.  Though he kept it well contained and acted as normal.<br/>"My Lady, in absence of the sun, a brighter light reveals herself," he spoke eloquently as he greeted her face to face, "It is good to see you again, even if the circumstances do prove less than leisurely."