[Honey]

While he knew the importance of attending dinner, he could not bring himself to get dolled up simply to sit through the lengthy dinner before having to follow the twittering women all about. After all, his last evening with them left his feet throbbing and covered with blisters. Emitting a soft huff to the nearly silent room, he kindly asked his maid to fetch him something to eat from the kitchen while he tried to decide when to find the prince tomorrow morn.