C Mimic (w/Bhdire) - Printable Version
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RE: Mimic (w/Bhdire) - bhdire8 - 12-06-2017
The king.nodded, happy to see Emmet's blush. The scrawny man looked vibrant when he had tints on his cheeks. He waved for the servants to bring down the salad, so the main course could be served.
The queen at fhe other side snorted and continued with her pace of eating. The servants were used to the different pace of the royal couple on eating, working systematically to serve the mains at different times contrary to usual etiquette. The main that had been roasted whole chickens arrived, the aromatic smell enough to make anyone salivate. Greyson picked up the knife and started dissecting the chicken, giving a demonstration to Emmet.