"Is it so?" A slightly amused smile tugs at her lips as Moiraine thinks of her years spent in the Sun Palace in Cairhien-- and of a time when the White Tower would have seen her take the throne, had she not chosen otherwise.

"Quite a court gathering, then, it would seem to be."

She holds out the wrapped gift, smiling serenely now.

"Would you care to have your present, perhaps?"