The girl can't muffle a gasp at the casual manner they're discussing her but it is a tiny sound and she chews prettily at her lower lip to avoid drawing more of their attention.  Corwin sips his wine and smiles, always smiling and jovial.  He can see the hint of interest.  He was surprised that Brom had been willing to point out which of the girls he'd brought would be most tempting to his sister, but apparently he'd been truthful in suggesting the pale girl.  He looked over the hall and noticed that baronette had brought his own gift with him to dinner.<br/><br/>"Brom seems well pleased with his own gift," he answers, "And it seems like a waste to give such a fine and delicate flower to the guards.  I doubt they'd be able to appreciate her."  As the servers come by and fill their plates as he leans back in his own seat, making sure that he does not block Naiobe's view of his lure.<br/><br/>"Surely you are not saying you don't find her pretty," he adds after a moment, "I mean, I've never taken your cold demeanor toward my interest personally since I knew it stemmed from your disinterest in men.  But here I am, trying to offer you a token of my affection more suited to your desires and you seem inclined to reject her as well.  Why, that's just unkind of you Naiobe."