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Oh, a regular charmer this one. Lord Marius certainly had an appeal about him. Much more than any other lord who has slobbered over her hand lately. They are dull. The familiar sort of men who require a pretty wife to spread legs and pop out a bundle of children. Most are unaware of his upbringing. Only those who pay attention as Kassandra is want to do. Or perhaps those who come close enough to his exuberant flame. There is a fire in the young lord. One that entices her enough to return. "I am sure I will come back no matter what you serve." Lady Kassandra made her intentions quite clear. "After all, a young man with such prowess in cooking must have very good hands."

She laughed slightly at the look on her lady in waiting's face. The girl always comes along. A chaperone of sorts as her guards hover dangerously. The other girl is used to Kassandra's nature by now. Even so she has the look of a scandalized prune. How unremarkable those traditionalists are. They should embrace yearning more than their septs. "Do you not hear?" she asked of her two guards. "Lord Northall offers the best to fill your stomachs."

"We are on duty, My Lady." The taller man answered. He stood straighter due to his lanky build. Straight as an arrow. "Our orders are to keep you safe. We eat in the barracks later."

She sighed, waving her hand to dismiss them. "Of course. The natural order of things. I, however, have no interest in order. I accept your special offering. We dine here. And I may speak to you once you end your daily work, My Lord." With that she took her seat, smoothing out the long skirt of her pale blue dress.