Sanguine breathed a small sigh of relief when Princess Juli joined the conversation. She even deigned to admit her prior treatment of him as an “error”, though the admission held no hint of an apology. Eyes had departed from Lenally, and was busy snarling at the woman who had stepped toward them with a hand on her weapon. She didn’t snarl loudly, or bark, but it was in her nature to protect her beloved Master.<br/><br/>San did his best to placate his wolf, once Princess Juli joined the conversation and he heard the bodyguard step back to a respectable distance.<br/><br/>“I have indeed enjoyed the famous hospitality of Theiri. I deeply regret how you and I were first acquainted, and don’t blame you one bit. In certain cases the only effective form of caution is over-cautiousness.” San said as kindly as he could, straightening the fabric of his new suit. “I apologize if I might have given offence, but I’ve learned much in my time here. I pray that we might start over, and I’ll do my best to be the perfect Theiri gentleman.”<br/><br/>San tensed up once more as he heard Henrik’s deliberate stride and his resonant, detached voice addressing the flute-playing gypsy. Prince Henrik sat very near them all, and set his weapon loudly upon the table. Perhaps it was a message to Sanguine about how he felt about the hired muscle spending time around his sister, or perhaps it was just the way the Aserits did things.<br/><br/>“Good Evening, Prince Henrik. I pray that I’m not overstepping my role by dining with you and your family.” San bowed to his employer. “I was just discussing with the Princesses how strongly I favor the Theiri Chef’s cuisine.”<br/><br/>San turned back to Princess Juli after paying respect to the Prince. Her answer about the food intrigued him.<br/><br/>“Princess Juli, I imagine that the exquisite fare of castle Theiri must be a far cry indeed from what you were brought up eating. I’ve heard rumors about you, and your mother; but I’d much rather hear from you directly.” San asked, feigning more ignorance of Juli’s background than he truly possessed. “The tales of your great skill and valor on the battle field are far renowned, but a rise such as yours... Truly a rags to riches story. What was your childhood like?”<br/><br/>Though most of what he’d heard in the taverns was foundless drivel that common folk spread about the high-born, but rumors often have one foot or the other set in fact. San wanted to hear what she said, and he wanted Prince Henrik to hear as well.