The princess may very well eventually be able to get it out of him one way or another, but for now, Henrik remains unreadable to her.  This should not surprise her; if she knows anything about him, it's this quirk, this ability that has some saying he ain't human. Come to think of it, most of those in the Bloody Ravens had similar attributes given to them. Perhaps the most noticeable of them, for instance, Sir Grim, was said to have once slain thirty men in a bloody rampage, killed a general, lopped his head off, and paraded it around while informing all enemy soldiers that he was going to drink their blood, feed their children to his hounds, and rape their women. All while, as the stories go, having a crossbow bolt stuck in his right shoulder; his good arm.<br/><br/>Of course, that could just be a story. Other stories involving the Bloody Ravens are just as extravagant. The fact is, they were all highly skilled, but people in Aserit looked to each and every member of the group as a role model...and just as the masses are prone to do, exaggerations are made in the course of their hero worship. Still, it can be difficult to tell the difference between fact and fiction where they're concerned, especially considering their conduct thus far.<br/><br/>They have quiet. Too quiet, in fact. No communication amongst themselves, or to others. They had been still as statues in the court room, and now, they moved with a wordless, uniform, nearly mechanical preciseness down the halls, escorting the Aserit family.<br/><br/>"Greetings, Princess Juliette," He would bow his head to her. "Major, too, I understand? That's impressive. My understanding is that unlike Aserit, where we have a military meritocracy, Theiri was not fond of allowing women to take to the field." Their's no insult implied here, to her, or her country. If anything, it could be taken as curiosity; just the barest hint of an expression, a single solitary drop of emotion, curiosity, flavoring his words.<br/><br/>Stopping outside the room of his parents, two of their Honor Guard would come to rest, flanking the door. One was Sir Grim, whose black armor, and face-concealing helmet, not to mention the superfluous spikes, made him quite noticeable. Sir Lambert, in armor that looked to be gold-leafed, and who bore a similar face concealing helmet, was the other guard.<br/><br/>This was Henrik's way of showing he cared about his parents, and not in any way meant to insult either of their combat prowess.<br/><br/>"Perhaps you'll take Leofwine with you, when you go to practice archery? She's one of our best longbow wielders." And Henrik would feel a bit better with her guarding over Lenally. Averille and Leon would be with her, but Averille was not much of a fighter. Jelanda would invariably end up being assigned to guard over his brother Omar; again, no insult to him, but this, too, was his way of showing that he cared deeply about his family.<br/><br/>And that would leave the silent, shadowy warrior-woman that quite possibly never left Henrik's side to guard him. He was confident with only her as a guard, because they were so synchronized in battle, it was as if they were reading each others thoughts.<br/><br/>As for how the Aserit spent their evenings... well, they are a war oriented society, and had many warriors. And warriors most certainly love their drink. And they did have music, more often preferring instrument-less singing; rousing songs and tales of victory, of glory, of the spoils of war...  and the women of Aserit are, supposedly quite well endowed and know a variety of ways of how to 'polish' a 'sword'.<br/><br/>...Henrik, would, in fact, be ever so slightly amused. Lenally knew it when he was; their was just this slightest shift in the way his lips were; a fraction of a degree of difference, and something which she only really realized because they have spent years together.<br/><br/>"Perhaps some time during our visit, we could have a friendly fight, Juliette?"  He would look to her as he asked this. He was curious about getting to know her better, especially just how strong she was.