Lord Lyon had to think a moment and form his words carefully. "Lords and Ladies, good citizens, and your Majesty, this man has asked for my daughter's hand in marriage. I know the have just met last night. I am not yet ready to give my blessing. I will grant you this. You may court my daughter for six months. Afterward, you wish to marry her and she you. You may have my blessing." He lowers his voice. "You dissapoint Lady Katherine, I will make your life a living hell." He nods to his sovereign.<br/><br/>The King faces Blake,"Rise Sir Blake." King Atrius whispers see me in my chambers. "I present to you Sir Bake, Lord of Northford Manor."