"Oh dear..." Jena held her forehead, the tension in the room was so high she could practically feel the mana particles charged with it.
"We can speak while we eat, my disciples need sustenance." Sol turned and began walking towards the kitchen-like restaurant area of the complex completed with an exbition cooking area where the guests had the choice to watch the chefs at work.
"Please, h-hold on a second, I beg you to clarify what you mean by that." The man stood stiffly with his back to the door and his hand guarding his wife. "If your goal is to court my lady, I will die before I see that happen, I will kill you on the spot rather than allow it!"
"Hm," Sol stared passively at the man. "What's your name?" He stared pass the man at the woman shamelessly. "Go on, answer."
