After Henry had taken his seat where he belonged amongst the knights, he was finally in the mood to eat and drink.
As his insecurities were washed out, for once in his life, he started to finally believe 'I deserve this' as he ate roasted ham and drank spiced ale without inhibition.
He was sure of where he stood with the king and felt confirmation that he and no one else held the princess's affections. The Crown Prince didn't like him and he knew by the way other nobles offered their fake smiles that their opinions hadn't changed about peasants but it was no longer his goal to change their mind.
His next step was to be whatever Chemois needed him to be. He would train hard through the cold winter and travel north when the snow was at its end but before the floodplains would fill with snowmelt.
