The palace guard eyes Davin with a certain level of suspicion, but nods and
moves out of the way to let Davin pass. He scurries forward and sticks to
James' side, resisting the urge to clutch at his sleeve as they're led
through the palace. Davin looks around with wide eyes, taking in all the
lavish decorations with a vaguely slack jawed expression.
The guard passes them off to a different servant, and this one is a girl
who looks like she could work in the kitchens. "What would you like
prepared for dinner, your majesty?"
She's addressing James, and she looks confused when James gestures at Davin
to answer. Davin is fairly certain he's never actually placed an order for
food before, and it takes him a moment. "Meat and potatoes? And some milk?"
It's the first thing he thinks of, and his stomach growls loudly just at
the idea of such a full plate. And milk, god. He can't remember when
he last had a glass.
"Of course, sir," she says, and Davin's eyes bug out a little. She turns
back to James with a pleasant smile. "Would you like me to show your guest
to the chambers next to yours?"
Davin looks at James over her shoulder and nods, gesturing for him to say
yes, because that way they'll know here in this huge castle James' chambers
actually are.
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Date: 2015-04-23 12:25 am (UTC)The palace guard eyes Davin with a certain level of suspicion, but nods and moves out of the way to let Davin pass. He scurries forward and sticks to James' side, resisting the urge to clutch at his sleeve as they're led through the palace. Davin looks around with wide eyes, taking in all the lavish decorations with a vaguely slack jawed expression.
The guard passes them off to a different servant, and this one is a girl who looks like she could work in the kitchens. "What would you like prepared for dinner, your majesty?"
She's addressing James, and she looks confused when James gestures at Davin to answer. Davin is fairly certain he's never actually placed an order for food before, and it takes him a moment. "Meat and potatoes? And some milk?"
It's the first thing he thinks of, and his stomach growls loudly just at the idea of such a full plate. And milk, god. He can't remember when he last had a glass.
"Of course, sir," she says, and Davin's eyes bug out a little. She turns back to James with a pleasant smile. "Would you like me to show your guest to the chambers next to yours?"
Davin looks at James over her shoulder and nods, gesturing for him to say yes, because that way they'll know here in this huge castle James' chambers actually are.