[((___jade___))>]

{{~*Oh, pff, sorry, I'm a moron. Dx
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About half an hour after Thayne had gotten out of bed, he was still sitting in the kitchen, working on a bowl of tomato soup, a roll of bread, and a chunk of cheese. The cooks and some other servants went about their work around him, none of them daring to interrupt his meal for any reason. Thayne loved having that kind of power over people. He hoped to have it for a very long time.

"Master Thayne..." This time the voice was rather scolding. "They have arrived and you are still eating?" Rayl had his arms akimbo as he stood next to the young man.

"What, do you want me to starve or something?!" Thayne growled back, stuffing more of the food into his mouth. "Just let me finish this for goodness' sake!"

"You are not going to starve. Your father requests that you be in the lounge. Now." The butler said sternly, giving him a sharp look. He had the mind to snatch the food right away from him, but he knew that would not help a thing.

Giving him a bit of a pouty look, Thayne obeyed finally, leaving half a bowl of soup but taking the last of the bread and cheese to stuff in his mouth on the way. "Fine..." He grumbled on his way out the door, fully aware that the butler was still staring him down. Once out of sight of the Elf, he slowed down a bit, though he still kept his pace somewhat brisk. Although he really did not care to do this silly meeting, he knew that his punishment would be swift should he not show.

Bread and cheese now gone, he pulled open the door to his destination, finding that he had gotten there just in time in his mind; the bride's family was just coming into the room. Striding confidently over to his parents with head held high and deep frown on his face, he could not help but sneak a few glances over to the other family. He could not help but notice that she was rather beautiful, though it hardly meant a thing to him. Though he may be able to recognize beauty in a female, he had yet to recognize the companionship he could have with such a creature.

As Thayne slid into a spot on the couch near his parents, his father shot him a scowl. Although he had made it on time, he got the feeling that he would be seeing the bad end of a punishment anyway.

"Welcome, welcome..." His father said in his smooth, booming voice, standing with a flourish of his hands and putting on a big, fake smile. "It has been long since we have had the pleasure of hosting the Esatag family under our roof..." The Elf gave a slight bow simply in greeting, another exaggerated hand movement telling the others to take a seat, should they desire it.