The Heart Of A True Tevinter

7

The first few minutes resulted in a rather uncomfortable silence before my father's all too familiar voice announced the words we've all been so desperately waiting for: permission to begin dining. The silence had been replaced with the rhythmic clink of silverware before the other gentleman appearing to be about the same age as my father began to speak. "I am Lord Halward of House Pavus, and this young man is my son Dorian." "The one and only in all of Thedas," Dorian replied in quite the grandstanding manner if I do say so myself. "I am Ahelis Lucanius, as I am sure you have already heard, and it is a pleasure to meet you both," I state in that grandstanding flair of my own, earning a barely audible chort from Dorian that caused me to smirk ever so slightly. "A pleasure," responded the older gentleman." Dorian seemed to not notice, appearing rather content on eating his meat. His father on the other hand wasn't quite as amused based on the intense looks he shot at his son from across the table.