There was a momentary pause as though the panel were considering her, and it fell to the king to break it; with a loud laugh and a smile. "Good, good, I'm glad we've managed to entertain the peasantry!" There were a few snickers from the elitist group, predominantly directed toward the 'peasant', Janica. "Well, thank you all for keeping me company. I have work to return to." He pushed his chair back and stood up, before waving to the group and leaving. The prissy woman followed soon after, pausing just a moment to murmer to her husband in a supposedly-hushed tone, that carried well enough anyway. "Have fun, dear, but don't be too long. We have to return to Daria within the hour."<br/><br/>The situation soon cleared itself up as - while Janica finished the last of her meal, and the door to the broad chamber shut, leaving just Alric, the portly gentlemen and Janica - he shuffled a few chairs down to settle at her side. One arm snaked around her chair. "A little bird tells me you've had yourself an interesting morning? How about you make my afternoon even half as good, hmm?" His other hand moved to rub down the side of her cheek and - if it remained unstopped - down onto her body, too.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>