Eglio, the king, almost told his beautiful queen to change into something more modest for the banquet.  He took it as a very good sign that she was feeling amorous toward him - why else would she choose that dress?  He knew it would work to his advantage for everyone to know he could still arouse those feelings in a woman like Katelyn, but there were limits to how much of his wife a man should allow other men to see, and that went doubly for a king.<br/><br/>Next thing he knew, he was walking with her toward the banquet hall, his thoughts on what lay after the public festivities.  Private festivities.  Under his regalia, he could feel the doctors latest cure was working, and his plan to order his queen to change dresses had been forgotten.<br/><br/>------------<br/><br/>On the Royal Couple entering the great room, a noticeable gasp went up from the crowd.  The king was standing tall, his chest puffed out in pride, but it wasn't<em>his</em>prideful chest that grabbed everyones attention.<br/><br/>As for the Gilberto, the look on his face could not hide the fact he was in love with his beautiful stepmother.  His only saving grace was that everyone else - or almost everyone else - would be looking at the Queen.