Sidhead on the other hand, simply threw her mostly uneaten pikelet at Preshea. ‘Lady Kingair,’ said Preshea, shocked, ‘this is a new gown!’ ‘Well you shouldn’t go around being nasty when the rest of us are armed with nibbly bits, should you?’ Sidheag was unperturbed by the smear of jam that now decorated Preshea’s décolletage.