Alessandro had slipped into the kitchen and had begun to gather up plates to set a tray, however a kitchen hand had caught the Prince and with a shriek more befitting for a murder scene than a kitchen she came scurrying over. "No no no my Prince!" She squeaked in a high pitched voice, "You can't do that, you'll get dirty!" Dirty? From plates and cheese? The Prince had intended to ignore the woman but her plump frame shuffled almost expertly between him and the plates and her hands began moving. "why are you even here milord, we usually bring your lunch to your room. I...I'm sorry, I don't mean to presume...its just..."
"It's not for me, its for the Meister, we have completed our lesson and I intended to lunch with him in the tower." 
"Oh I see, he is a good man isn't he? Though with his age and his tendency for naps I don't know how much longer the king will keep him on."
"He'll keep him until the end of his days Madaline and it will do you well not to repeat what you just said again."
"I'm sorry Milord, I meant no harm it's ju....I'm sorry milord." 

Alessandro nodded lightly and with three plates organised he reluctantly allowed the woman to carry them, the large pot of infused herbs that the eastern peoples called tea and three mugs the Prince lead the way back through the courtyard and up the stairs to the tower. He idly wondered on the woman's words, servants were awful gossips but they usually got their information from some grain of truth, he truly hoped his father was not considering getting rid of the Meister, the castle would be virtually unbearable if it were not for the kindly old man. It was hard to put into words but the man had such an easy aura, so gentle and somehow so strong all at once. He decided that if his father intended to fire the meister then Alessandro would just rehire him as his personal tutor. His father would likely take offence to such, the meister might even refuse at first but he'd talk them both around if he had too. 

With the door opened and held so for the serving woman he allowed her to scoot into the room, her eyes falling on Rei, widening a little and then quickly dropping to the ground. Alessandro watched her a moment then shook his head and moved to check on the meister. "Don't touch his papers, he has things how he likes them." The woman looked surprised but bowed her head in response, a smile on Alessandro's lips in reply to her nod. He took the mans hand as she struggled to find a place to put the tray before dismissing herself with another paranoid look to Rei, once the door shut behind her the prince gently rubbed a thumb over the meisters. "Meister, it's time for lunch." He quietly announced. Though rather than force the man awake he released them ans hand and stood to walk over to Rei. The plates were made up of sliced read, fruits, cheese, slices of cold roast ham and a fist full of grapes. "Sorry. So what did you read while I was away, anything good?" He took a seat closer to the table, one foot hooked on the supporting rung and rear only half and took up the handful of grapes from one plate, picking one and popping the whole fruit into his mouth, chewing politely and ready to listen to Rei's revelations.