"Dinner is ready, Master." Lymarith declared quietly and I heard the clink of dishes being distributed on the table.

Heilantu finished her massage. I leaned my head back and she lightly kissed my lips. I rose and followed her into the kitchen.

The large table was filled with food, and I noted there was plenty of space still, despite the seven of us seated here. We could probably fit a table, or even two, in the next room, but I could probably get to a dozen matrons at this table before we even needed another table.

A prayer was given by Diamiutar over the food, thanking the Enlightened Host for...