"Tell me, Gavin Briggs, how you plan to live with your young family.  Look me in the eye and tell me what your future will be," Queen Akiyama commanded and Gavin stood from his bow but didn't dare sit yet. 
"I have loved Eniola since the day we met, and I will love her long after my body is dust, and my future is full of that love; for Eniola, the babe we made, and any others were may have after. If you mean logistically, my brother Alaric has agreed to set up an allowance and maintain our marriage home while we complete our schooling. I am planning to work with the Trades Bureau in their food distributions department, but, like my parents, I want to be directly involved in raising my children so my primary focus will be on raising them and supporting Eniola as she has aspirations to be a part of the Diplomatic Bureau like her father, the Duke." He didn't try to lie, or massage the truth to sound better. Though he wasn't as bold as Blair, or blunt as Hida, he lacked Alaric, Calvin, and Edwina's skill to work language. Gavin, Farran, and Derbie all seemed to walk the fine line of polite honesty while their siblings covered elegant obfuscation to brutal directness. 
"And what do you see in the future," Queen Akiyama aimed the question at Eniola, sliding her the tray of cookies to pick from. Gavin was glad to see she felt well enough to select one and start carefully eating it; Eniola's appetite was slowly improving.
"I always planned to marry Gavin, we will be Lady and Lord Briggs-Sikali as neither of us are inheriting our familial titles, and we will raise our children as support branches for both Duchy and Countship." Eniola may look even younger than her 16 years, but Gavin knew she was far shrewder than he ever could be. 
Queen Akiyama smiled, as if already expecting such an answer, "And what do you think, my Prince Consort?"
Gavin's eyes flashed to Eniola's seeing surprise reflected as they both digested the revelation; when had the Queen married? And who was this man?
The foreigner, who was apparently now the Prince Consort, leaned back and gave a friendly smile, "in Cador, they are already adults, so their current predicament isn't all that surprising to me. We would simply post the marriage announcement, wait the allotted time for an objection to be lodged, and then handfast them so the child can be raised by both parents. The only step skipped would be the proposal Sash and betrothal Knot, but you Tarotons don't use those anyways."
"How very short sighted of us," Queen Akiyama teased her husband, and Gavin still didn't know who he was outside of Cadorian. 
"You all exchange Letters and heirloom rings, it's less ostentatious than a Sash and Knot, but it's the same thing; visually staking a claim. At least neither of our Kingdoms participate in the marriage tattoos that the Republic of Yang uses; THAT is barbaric," the Prince Consort shook his head.
"Lord Gavin please sit. I'd like to informally introduce my new husband, Prince Consort Levi Tuccillo; formerly Prince Royal Levi of Cador," Queen Akiyama at last relented. 
"My titles are a mouthful, I will humbly accept Prince Levi," the Prince Consort insisted, but Gavin looked to his Queen for direction. 
"Sit, I plan to use you as I have the rest of your family this Season, so you may as well be informed; it's not like you can object now." Queen Akiyama was like a sharp edged blade, beautiful but capable of deep lacerations. 
Gavin sat across from Eniola, astonished to find himself in such prodigious company. But the Queen's warning that she was going to use him, and was already using his family, kept him from voicing anything but quiet concern, "You Majesty, I am already your humble servant, how can I be of help to you?"
"Your magic is the ability to imbue fortitude into foods, or even beauty products; you will work for me in my castle once your school is complete. Your wife will finish her schooling after she decides to resume it, and she will serve in my Diplomatic Bureau as I see fit," the Queen drank her tea with a smile that didn't feel all that friendly.