The King resigned to make her earn it.<br/><br/>The outfit in total was quite heavy in face, nothing like a suit of armor or mail, but it took some effort to keep all that gold supported. He bent his arm out to his once blushing, now merely busty wife.<br/><br/>“Come Minerva, the Theiri serving man beckoned us some time ago. You know I only like to be fashionably late, anything after that is downright tardy.” King Aserit said sternly, waiting for his wife to take his arm. “Let’s see what sort of artistic endeavor Theirian chefs might pride themselves on.”<br/><br/>*Continued in Castle Theiri Public Rooms* (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=111523.200)