Thread: Skin Deep... To The Bone [-Haru & Candy-]

Cesarolan's expressiona nd demeanor seemed open and straightforward, friendly even, as Amirah spoke. The Eldar King gave her a bow, and having studied the customs of her people, caught her hand and lifted it, kissing the back of it. The Eldar's nostrils flared at her scent and in fact the King found it quite titillating and arousing. Though he would never have spoken of succh to his wife. The human princess was also quite lovely to lok upon in his estimation, and there was a brief pang of jealousy as he thought of his son and this woman, limbs entwined in their bedchambers. It is our greatest pleasure to be your hosts and of course if there is anything you need, you have but to ask. the King said. Turning to her father, whom he should have greeted first, it showed that the king of the Eldar placed her station above her own father's. They greeted in order of importance and though her father was king, this was her wedding and the union between her and his son was of paramunt importance. In this matter her father wasn't even truly needed at all. However, Cesarolan was a kind and fair ruler and her father was accorded the greeting he demanded and soon the prince and the queen had also come to greet them. Avrae was like her husband, open and kind, though Xendorian could barely contsin his disdain. Lifting Amirah's hand as his father had, the lips of the Elder Prince did not touch her skin. Welcome to our home. Xendor spoke to her, the first words he'd ever spoken to a human, and the words were like feces on his tongue. The prince had dropped her hand at the first opportunity and taken a step back, though there was a bit of surprise as the king himself stepped up to take his place, and Cesarolan's wife Avrae stepped up to escort Amirah's father. The Eldar were not afraid to touch them, and the King draped Amirah's arm though his own, and Avrae did the same, though opposite to Shira, slipping her arm through his. Please, let us show you to your quarters. I am sure you are tired after your long journey. Cesarolan said and would lead them down through several corridors. The humans had been able to see the city upon their approach, the sprawling scape with the rising cliffs and the griffin nests atop the peaks. They'd even seen the griffin riders as some had come out, not to greet them, but to pass over and make sure that they were supposed to be there, ready to tear them apart were they invaders. The horses had almost panicked, the griffins their natural enemies, and in fact their biggest predators. It was a huge factor in many battles, the griffin's able to break the will and spirit of all but the most hardened warhorse. The king led them through a set of steel doors and into a vast cavernous space that seemed to be carved into the mountain itself. A series of catacombs it seemed, though from the vast entrance one could see living quarters, libraries, kitchens and all manner of things that made this a sustainable living space and night impregnable fortress. The royals escorted the humans to the quarters in which they'd be staying, decadent and opulent, and therein were servants for them as well. Please, rest and explore as you desire. Myself and my wife have some business to attend to, but the prince and his own entourage are at your call should you need anything. Cesarolan said, though the look of derision on Xendorian's face was unable to be hidden, though the prince did not argue the point. With that the royal family departed, leaving Shira and Amirah to their own devices, their luggage having been brought from below and their own small contingent of people housed nearby.