Quickly Da'ud followed the sound of music being played and came into the hall where it seemed the Brazen woman with the dark aura was dancing with the Knight. The garish one was near the front of the hall, and the Elfen woman was to the side watching. He nodded, agreeing mentally with her care. He wondered why these many of assorted folk could be of use to the King, and quietly made his way towards the tables where the food was. With care he chose a citrus fruit of yellowish orange hue and paused to wipe the skin off before beginning to peel it. Preparing the onslaught of sour that would accompany the first bite.<br/><br/>he awaited the nobility and muttered to himself that he should have paid more attention in class to this part of his training. He just hadnt seen a good reason. *shrugging* he took his first bite and the reddish juice ran out over his lips, and he felt his face begin to react involuntarily to the assault of flavor. His brown eyes squinched up and he shook his head softly and took a deep breath after he swallowed....It was good. Sour but good.<br/><br/>