Meldyr crossed his arms and breathed in as she walked towards the rose, its lush petals still full and healthy. He couldn't have guessed its significance, but he raised his chin a bit higher as it dawned on him, and he gained a somewhat solemn expression to honor her father's memory. He had met the King on two occasions, though each were quick. He was a good military man, which in Meldyr's experience showed that he often had an ordered way about his personal life as well. 

"[i]I make sure it is taken care of properly, which means that I take care of it myself.[/i]" Meldyr could not help but smile at her, knowing full well her confidence must come from her father. The recently crowned King was glad she wasn't shy or overly fragile. No one could rule in that way, and he would have had a hard time finding a potential wife with those qualities to be a good match for him. He'd much rather a woman with confidence. 

Of course, he couldn't help but feel a certain attraction towards her when she batted her eyelashes at him. Her gaze seemed to ensnare him for a few moments as he realized just how pretty she was. 

It was his turn to be a bit flustered, but he decided he should have some time to adjust to everything. "Well," he began, gathering his thoughts. "I'd enjoy some rest now. But perhaps tomorrow you could show me around the Palace? Maybe I could take you horseback riding in the countryside. Close by. Whatever my Queen wishes." He gave a smile, bowing lightly and extending his hand.