Illiendi gave a light nod of his head and briefly glanced to the servants carrying the rest of the families meal, "After this the fish course of gently smoked salmon fillets with a butter and herb dressing on a bed of lightly steamed rice, accompanied with a subtly sweet berry drink which I am assured will bring out the true flavour of the fish as you eat. This will be followed by a starter of goats cheese tartlets, flavoured with fresh grown herbs from the garden, accompanied by the fragrant honey milk tea. Your main tonight will be honey roast pheasant breast with twice roasted potatoes and delicately steamed vegetables with a light red win jus. This will be accompanied by a small glass of chateau de'neurff red wine, too much would ruin sirs tastebuds for the dessert. A light, airy lemon mousse with a white chocolate base, drizzled with a summer berry coulis, to which my [b]master[/b] may have whatever he desires to accompany." When he was done reciting the meal he gave another light bow of his head to signify he was done, a glance to the brothers beneath those dark locks of his was enough to see the beginnings of that easy sin people oft fell into. 

He rose only after Amano would tell him it was satisfactory and offer a glance to the Lady of the mansion, "If it would please you my lady I shall make two desserts so you might try some and offer me any criticism's necessary to improve my worth to this household. I am afraid my training had me in the court of a Maarth Prince and my peoples tastebuds differ greatly from those here. Far gentler, unlike a rose but like an orchid, rare and precious indeed." A brief smile was offered before his gaze turned to the two brothers, oh had he but an inkling of how they treated him as soon as he was gone...well he would do nothing, the demon had plans and one thing he had plenty of is time to act them out. So it was easy to offer them that same disarming and devilishly charming smile as he addressed the table in full, "If there is anything you need, do not hesitate to call, I would be honoured to be of service." 

With another neat bow he excused himself back to the kitchen where he got started on the meals he had spoken of, while the cook took a break he effortlessly set to the preparation of the courses he had described, starting with the meats followed by the vegetables and rice before finally -the trickiest part- the dessert. His movement's were quick but never hurried and despite how much hard work he seemed to be putting in the demon did not break a sweat. There was a lot, no doubt, that would garner questions and curiosities but it was not unusual. Most humans, even when demon summoning was prolific, did not want to believe in demons or magic, it made things a little too real and made people uncomfortable. It was therefore child's play to simply shrug off any disbelief at his skills or abilities as nothing more than good service and people were happy to lap up the idea. 

It took no more than fifteen minutes for everything to be cooking and on schedule as he wished and with the courses cooking -or setting in the desserts case- he swept from the kitchen like a shadow in the presence of light, unhurried but without pause. Back to the dining room he returned and circled the table to his masters side once again, standing behind the young lord and awaiting the confirmation that he was either done, still eating, or required a refill on his drink.