@Cairo
From
@Blighted_Agent and Creative Confessions
Aloise and Newton
There was a quintessential charm to Switzerland's architecture that Aloise liked. There was something about it that felt more romantic then the French architecture that others deemed the city of love. He was distracting himself with superfluous information in order to not feel the tightening or the fluttering in his chest. Wringing his hands together, the church felt far much bigger than what it actually was.
When the doors opened he wasn't exactly sure what he expected the Ruler to look like. Something angelic considering they were meeting in a church. Though angelic in appearance, she must have been concealing his wings. There were so many things at once going on in his mind. He may have not completely register everything that was said at once.
Still he bowed.
"Thank you for the invitation, and for greeting us in person," Aloise said. He looked at Caster. He's never been to one of these um magical banquets before. What were the customs and etiquettes?
Caster was on edge from the moment Aloise had knocked on the door. He had sensed that there was a Servant inside, and he was honestly surprised when, of all things, the door was opened by Ruler. Still, he must do as a gentlemen must - a simple way to conceal extra precaution. He noted that his young Master had turned to him, and made use of that to proceed, saying
"
Thank you for the hospitality. Ladies first..."
And with that, he motioned for Aloise to follow after Ruler. Entering the parlor, Caster noted that in comparison to the pristine outside, the interior of the church was in much worse condition.
Master, we move to the corner and wait there, that we may observe any new arrivals and our backs are not exposed, such were his thoughts as Ruler explained that they appeared to be rather early.
Aloise did so following Ruler inside the church. Newton seemed more comfortable in this situation than him. He could feel butterflies swarming in his stomach. It was best neither of them drank though during this occasion, except that he could go for something to ease his nerves.
He must look pathetically weak in the eyes of his Caster and he was certain when all the other Masters began to arrive, he was expecting some of them to be tougher than him. Or maybe he was psyching himself out.
Sensing Aloise's apprehension, and not wanting to cause a scene, Caster took the chance to accept Ruler's offering, taking bowing a little and taking her hand in his, slightly kissing it like any old-fashioned gentleman would. He would then offer a sincere smile and say, as amicably as he could,
"
Dear lady Ruler, we would be most grateful for a glass of water and maybe one of wine for the young man. Do forgive us for not presenting ourselves earlier, but well, you seemed in a hurry to lets us in! Servant Caster and Master Nightcage, delighted to meet you. We look forward to this banquet you and the Overseer have so kindly organized."
Aloise felt the heat of his own face as Caster kissed her hand. He knew it was strictly platonic, but the sheer confidence to do so to a higher being. He shrunk a little in his seat.
