Kalysto sat down next to Desiree at the head of the table. He accepted her kiss, and then he reached down to grasp her hand, giving her a kiss of his own to the back of her palm with gentleness and grace.

“You look ravishing, my dear. Simply ravishing.” He stated quietly. “They’re going to bring the food out soon. Have you decided what you’d like?” He picked up the menu and gave it to her. “Their speciality is steak. They also do a nice steamed lobster with butter. And…”

The elf stopped dead in his tracks and looked down. Milena had gotten rather upset and lonely and decided to cling to her father’s leg, hugging onto him.