In Between Two Breeders
Gerald's POV
I walked through my banquet hall as Ethan and Roderick followed. The large hall was arranged and neatly decorated with beautiful ornaments.
"Make yourselves at home," I said as I stood at the entrance, my hand swaying in the direction of the seats.
My voice was warm and welcoming, as the two warriors settled into the plush sofas, their bodies sinking into the soft cushions, as they watched me pour them each a drink, a refreshing wine as it made a fluffy sound.
The banquet room came alive, its walls reverberating with laughter, with stories, with the merriment of the warrior's reunion.
We gulped the bottles of freshly made wine down our throats and savored the delicious meal before us. Our voices raised in celebration, as our shadows danced in the flickering light of the candles.
