"Ser Gendry and I are going to the dining hall." She inclined her head slightly in Gendry's direction. "Am I to understand that you are the one I should see about living arrangements here when we are finished?"

As a matter of fact, there were any number of other servants that Susan could probably see about this, and Reginald knew this very well. But it didn't have to be a particularly subtle attempt at flattery to get him to puff out his chest. "I believe that would be best, Your Majesty."

"Then where shall I find you?"

"If you like, I will wait outside the dining hall," he gave her another short bow, intending to put out that he was entirely at her service. Susan was a shardholder and such a high royal as well, he certainly was at her service. He still did not glance at Gendry.

Susan found the idea of him waiting outside rather intrusive, to say the least. "No, that won't be necessary. I wouldn't want to keep you from your other duties."

"Then perhaps Your Majesty would be so kind as to come to the courtyard when you are finished? Although of course, if Your Majesty would prefer to dine in your royal chambers, arrangements could easily be made."

Susan's stomach growled again. Reginald attempted not to look scandalized and pulled it off rather well.

"The dining hall will be quite sufficient," Susan said. Chambers? Goodness. She wanted to walk right toward the dining hall, but she didn't know where it was. She gave Reginald a kind smile, "Don't let me detain you further."

And Reginald knew a dismissal when he heard one.