Akara forgetful about her own needs was aware of Angela's and when prodded once more to eat did so though her tastes ran more towards the fresh fruits and vegetables that were so hard to keep in the desert she partook of a bit of everything having a very loose understanding of nutrition and that each food provided the body with something of value and that no one dish could keep a person healthy.<br/><br/>The kings story kept Akara quiet as it shed a great deal of light on the questions she'd yet to have spoken. She'd often since learning her king was a dragon wondered how it was possible, his explanation made sense but it still left her feeling rather torn. Her kings loyalties were no longer to her kingdom, her was tied to this place, these people. He wasn't just her king anymore and it made her nervous.<br/><br/>Ayria's questions underlined that fact. Arex had other obligations now besides Albion. How could he be the king she remembered now? She shook her head trying to banish the tormenting thoughts. He was her king, they'd just gotten him back, how could she possibly be doubting him already? Taking another bite she forced her mind on to another subject letting her gaze linger away from the king.<br/><br/>Akara's eyes met Ayria's for a moment telling her without words she needed a moment of her time after dinner before drifting to Angela her words before they parted. She'd felt...odd after Angela had spoken. It was disquieting to feel pleased about it given she already knew Angela wished to share her bed but it was a new experience and a new situation and as her comfort with the idea grew she found her unease fading though the fear of it still lingered. She hoped that would fade once the unknown was faced just like in battle she often found herself fearful while riding in bu that quickly faded once the action started, she hoped this was the same.