In her own effort, as polite as she's being, she's inhaling the food, it steadily disappearing off the plate in one mouthful after another. It's anything she could want, in the end, it's warm and filling and enough of it that she can't go hungry with it.

His work though, that lifts her eyebrows. "A historian and a Queen, sir, I think you might be my only natural enemy." Not so seriously meant, laughed away comfortably. "Well, as long as it's not too much."

She drinks, another sip. Placing where she was up to on her too large family - "When I married, my father married again, his bride and I were near to the same age, so she was more a sister than a new mother in some regards." She laughs to that - what a relief Chimabai had been to her, at times. "She had a son, my own brother, as it follows, but I did not - " a grimace. " - well, war, it takes its toll in many ways."

As much as needs to be said, she thinks. That part is easy to follow. "My husband's family - well, there was quite a bit of it. Too many to say for now, but we had many dependents."