A Dinner Unfit For A Lady

The three entered the tent, the slight bustle of what few people they could afford to pay to prepare this even if it was only for a day it granted them a short but sweet taste as to what their life would have been like.

The table was laid out with what they could afford, the food was hearty, the wine bitter but none of it was worthy of a Lord or in this case a Lady.

A woman adorned with her own long silver mane and sharp features, much sharper than her siblings sat at the table. “ Sister, Brother and? “ Aerea looked up from a book on the arts of sword craft that was placed in her hands to see the three walking in.

“ This is Lady Piper, Aerea, introduce yourself “ Aerea stood to attention after he’s sisters words softer than usual rang in her ears “ I’m Aerea Maegyr my lady, aspiring Blademaster and connoisseur of the arts “

Aerea sat once again and readied herself for a meal. This place was small, smaller than a lords tent anyway as it was actually Daenys’ tent though most her stuff had been stored in Daemion’s tent this time around. Aerea and Aeron both had smaller tents themselves but Aerea preferred to eat with her siblings.

“ Jonquil, sit “ Daenys signed as Daemion sat at the dinner preparing to eat, though he wouldn’t eat much, not now, he didn’t have an appetite after all that.