Behind Alaric Beaumont, the Patriarch of the Beaumont family was a ginger-haired woman, her waist-length hair cascading like silk over her shoulders, and her white dress making her resemble a European porcelain doll.
"Sloth!?" Daniel muttered under his breath as he realized who she was. This is the most astonishing thing Daniel had ever seen since his resurrection.
"Oh... Where are my manners? I am Alaric Theodore Valerian Louise Frederick Beaumont," the old man announced, speaking his long and sophisticated name with pride. Displaying his noble demeanor, he gracefully bowed to Daniel. "At your service, Lord Emberweave," the old patriarch added.
"Er... okay... please take your seat. We'll start the conference in a minute," Daniel replied, choosing to ignore the grand entrance of the Beaumont patriarch.
