Discussing feudal affairs, they had been consulting Azeryan until the sky grew dark.
"Leon, brother, dinner is ready," came Little Lina's voice from outside the door.
He got up, left the room with Azeryan, and on their way, they woke Kovis in his room, then everyone went down to the first-floor hall for dinner.
Arriving at the assembled long table, Leon pulled his two companions to sit beside him.
The little male and female servants brought out dish after dish from the kitchen, and in the dimly lit hall by the reddish candlelight, there was a bustle of activity for a moment.
The first dinner back in the fief was extremely lavish, complete with meat, vegetables, soup, and wine. Leon didn't skimp on food and drink; where savings should be made, they were made, but they couldn't spare a few meals even in hard times.
Now was the time when his body was growing, and as a Knight, his body would be his most important asset on the battlefield in the future.
