"No, my Lady." said Duncan as he thought about the feast he had had in his room just a little while ago. And a smile touched his face.<br/><br/>"I've eaten quite well this morning, my Lady." he said as he noticed the maid who had "served" him in his room silently passing by on her way to do her chores. She seemed flushed as she heard his words, perhaps remembering the truth in his words and the pleasure of his tongue.<br/><br/>Duncan glanced at the amount of food that was laid out for just one person and shook his head.<br/><br/>"But it seems you, my Lady, have quite the appetite this morning." he said as he poured himself some tea and sipped it.<br/><br/>Dramian stood at Gweneth's side, as usual, silent and ever vigilant. Only his eyes were visible as usual but they told of a hint of annoyance at the way he helped himself to the tea. Looking back down at the Lady Duncan waited for a reply.<br/><br/>