You've gone so far as to lay odds as to what will happen first; will King Saul fall asleep during the feast, or put Lady Gramercy to sleep during His toast?
Your irreverent jests win you esteem from the reform-minded Bardbrood gadflies who are often found making music or creating decorations in the castle. [+Bardbrood] As for the others who hear you, and the others who are inspired to speak as you do, you note a certain shortening of the mental pedestal on which the Throne sits. We're all humans, after all, you think, including His Majesty. Better to acknowledge that than not. [+Discontent]
As the Gramercys dismount to fanfare and wild acclaim like a liberating army, the only certainty is that the visit will capture the attention and gossip of the whole city of Hondelet for weeks to come.
Onward