stillnohero
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- Posted: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 21:27:10 +0000
They both managed to make it to the table, and here came little Dante. Hartia made it a point to turn the chair normal seen as the king's seat or the head of the table, into a high chair. That way Ania and Hartia could both sit by their son without lacking space. He giggled as the boy would be set into the chair, his own son giggling right back at him. Neither of them surely knew why they were laughing, but it was obviously a bond between parent and child. Hartia first pulled out Ania's chair for her, from across the table, still using his mind to do so. Once seated, he would allow her to scoot it how close she wanted it as he was afraid of pinning her between the two wooden objects. It wouldn't kill her, but such a thing was still embarrassing. Once she was settled he was about to sit down, when suddenly he felt a familiar presence appear outside the establishment.
"Oh jolly good! Ania dear, you remember Lady Aurora from Castle Blackheart do you not? I may or may not have mentioned to you that she and I are kin in some strange distant manner. It appears my invitation has finally reached her."
Proceeding to sit, he would first simply pour orange juice for Ania and Dante, then himself. Dante received a bottle in place of a glass however. As he did so, he would refrain from eating as he was sure at least Aurora would be joining them sooner rather than later. A knock at the doot as opposed to just entering occurred, and like stink on s**t, Orphen was on it. Time for more telepathy. This time he chimed into both Orphen's and Aurora's minds. His voice would be loud enough to be compared to speaking face to face, and though they both heard him speak, nothing and nobody else would if they were even around.
'It is extremely good to see you have made it Aurora. The man pictured before you is my lost brother I briefly mentioned to you in the past, Orphen. Though he apparently isn't lost anymore. Orphen, this striking young lady is Aurora Pendragon. Judging by the surname I am sure you can now feel at ease of the vague similarities in magical signature. She is quite literally one of us....Please darling, come in. You will find us in the dining hall...Oh and brother, would you and the misses come on already, Breakfast is indeed served.'
"Oh jolly good! Ania dear, you remember Lady Aurora from Castle Blackheart do you not? I may or may not have mentioned to you that she and I are kin in some strange distant manner. It appears my invitation has finally reached her."
Proceeding to sit, he would first simply pour orange juice for Ania and Dante, then himself. Dante received a bottle in place of a glass however. As he did so, he would refrain from eating as he was sure at least Aurora would be joining them sooner rather than later. A knock at the doot as opposed to just entering occurred, and like stink on s**t, Orphen was on it. Time for more telepathy. This time he chimed into both Orphen's and Aurora's minds. His voice would be loud enough to be compared to speaking face to face, and though they both heard him speak, nothing and nobody else would if they were even around.
'It is extremely good to see you have made it Aurora. The man pictured before you is my lost brother I briefly mentioned to you in the past, Orphen. Though he apparently isn't lost anymore. Orphen, this striking young lady is Aurora Pendragon. Judging by the surname I am sure you can now feel at ease of the vague similarities in magical signature. She is quite literally one of us....Please darling, come in. You will find us in the dining hall...Oh and brother, would you and the misses come on already, Breakfast is indeed served.'