Unlike house Lyn and house Kinder, Lord Hayden and Lady Ester Porter seemed prepared for our arrival. Lord Hayden was around King Tyson's age, presumably Royce Porters eldest son. With Hayden and Ester stood two tall men, both looking over 18, ready to take the title of Lord.
"Welcome your grace's." Lord Hayden said bending down on his one knee. Everyone else followed his example, except for one elderly man holding a cane.
"Pardon me for not bending the knee." He said with a bow of his head. "But I don't think I would be able to rise after. Your grace's." I smiled at the elderly man who tilted his head when his eyes fell upon me.
"House Porter is at your service, Prince Wolfe." Lord Hayden spoke confidently.
"I thank you Lord Hayden, Lady Ester, young Lords, Fiernen and Cosmo." Asp
