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Is it in quiet contemplation that Briar mulls over the information provided to him. The proposed work upon his feet did not surprise him in the slightest. It was his position with Pharaoh's ranks that piqued his attention.

Never did he consider himself one with sound advice. He reasoned it was simply an for an outsider's perspective that he would be requested for counsel. That was his current value, but he was not worth much in the long run. He would have to keep learning to stay informed.

Briar swallowed the mouthful before nodding to Belen. Thank you, Belen. He had learned forward to take a second sampling when the subject of marriage was provided. He caused him pause for several breaths before he resumed his prior action.

The grouse's flesh no longer sat well upon his tongue. Its taste now bitter by the bile that rose in his throat. Chewing was nauseating, but he followed through with his second helping before addressing Belen again. Skirting the subject of arranged marriage of course.

I appreciate your explanations, Belen. I hope you don't tire of my questions, I have much to learn. He gentle motioned to allow her a chance to eat with him. I hope it's not too much trouble.