[Honey]

He received mixed looks of both disdain and in difference, both coming from various members of the help. Though the reason for either look confused him, but he pushed them both from his mind and continued through the busy hall towards the hot and bustling kitchen. The marquess was mindful of those carrying food and tried his best to keep out of their way, though once he entered the room if it all he couldn't help it. Only the help of a sweet and plump lady that worked to keep it all in order was willing to answer his question for where the Prince could have been. He gave his thanks and went to leave, though the lady was quicker than he was and pushed a bag of candied nuts and fruits into his hand before shooing him away