"No. Not tonight. Lucien has missed and been worried about you as well, he'd be rather hurt if you did not seek to dine with us. Perhaps tomorrow." He was firm, but his eyes were soft. She'd see soon enough this was for the better, and if not, he'd maker her see it as he kissed her head and led her out of the bedroom and to the dining hall where Alis hugged her close.
"Thank the Caludron," she breathed for Tamlin's sake, but the squeeze she gave was a gently warning, an 'Im here'