Making his way down the wooden steps, Borghast seemed lithe enough, his usual cocky self, a smile now fixed upon his face. Only those that knew him and indeed close enough to see, could tell that his demeanour was false.<br/><br/>Ingram stepped forward, forgetting protacol and wrapped his arms around the King as he stepped towards him, the masculine show of affection welcomed by both.<br/><br/>Borghast then turned and nodded to Sonja, holding his hand out for her to take.<br/>"You look beautiful M'Lady."<br/><br/><br/>