"Of course my Queen. " He follows her to the table, focus on the spring as he walks, watching the water flow over the rocks and through the bends. He's quick to pull her chair, until she is seated and assisting her when she scoots in, waiting until she is comfortable before he even thinks of taking his own. He does not pour from the teapot however, instead taking a pastry and looking up to her.
"We would be honored if you were to join us, and I would love to show you my lands at the border. Tell me, your majesty, if you would indulge me. How did, you enjoy the game yesterday?"