[littl3chocobo]

they looked happy and it further soured his mood. with a deepening frown he walked towards them and they found their places. he offered the lightest of bows, "my lord." nervously the man returned the gesture with a deeper one, "my grace." looking to the woman he found her staring before adverting her eyes and bowing as well. he had to refrain from sneering at the pathetic display. "come wife, you have no proper servants it seems so you will show me to my rooms"