Raavi regarded Eldric intently, noting how comfortable he is on his seat, looking around with a glass of wine on hand. A bitter taste was set on her mouth as moments pass without any of them talking to one another. She doesn’t really know what to feel with his presence there. It was unexpected, but at the same time, not since she was thinking about the Dragons for days. It’s just now, she does not know what to do when it’s actually happening first hand.
“The interiors looked nice,” he stated. “More appropriate for the House.”
“Is there specific designs intended for each House, then, Lord?” she asked, unintentionally being rude which brought his gaze to settle on her completely.
“For your House, yes, there should be. House Taaffeite should have had some kind of distinctiveness from the v
