-Faleen POV-
Jonah lead me into a huge dining hall that was candle lite. The table was black with a red table cloth in the middle of it and a buffet of food on top. My stomach started to growl.
How long had it been since I'd eaten?
"Jonah...your late," I snapped my head towards the formal voice that spoke. How did I not see him there? He sat cross-legged in one of the dining chairs. His hair looked honey blonde. He looked young but his presence was demanding once he spoke up.
"Xander I'm always on time...my time," Jonah retorted not looking at him. The figure in the chair gracefully stood up and walked towards us and stopped in front of me. "You know father doesn't like tardiness. He gets impatient,"Xander replied to Jonah but his attention was on me. His sight was stuck on my pearl.
