"Well......"<br/>Ingram sighed, looking at the goblet and then the jug, the mead was tepid, neither hot nor cold and it tasted the same.<br/>"....he was 'potent' enough to capture you M'lady and I see no man grasping at anything. His Father now....he was a tooth and claw man, take everything by force and be damned...His son is a far better man...."<br/><br/>Picking up a pastry, he broke a piece off and popped it into his mouth as he walked over to join her at the window.<br/>Taking a guess at what she was thinking, he pointed towards the large marquee filled fields.<br/>"The children are in that field to the left, the one where the servants are to have their feast, if you look closely, you may be able to see their happy little figures darting around amongst the guards....."<br/>He grinned as he placed another piece of food into his mouth.<br/>"We like to have our children well protected..."