While Jaakuna and Wesley were at the dining room table eating the grandeur of the food on the table. It was the finest breakfast items one could ever hopeful. The best money could buy, actually. Though, Jaakuna sometimes just preferred cheap food. Some poorly-made French toast and shit coffee always seemed to be his preferred one, but Jaakuna didn’t mind the exotic ingredients. As he ate it, he recognized the taste.

[b]“Is this Archadian Egg Custard?”[/b] Jaakuna asked Wesley.

Wesley was surprised. [b]“Ah, a good eye you have there, Jaakuna. It is indeed Archadian Egg Custard. One of the finest in he world.”[/b]

Jaakuna nodded and he started eating the shit out of it. He might hate the current rule his country has, but the food there is to die for, sometimes even literally.

As he would eat more, Emiri and Nadeline walked in, and they bid them a good morning. Jaakuna turned to their direction, mouth full of custard. [b]“Good morning ladies!”[/b] He said, food flying out. [b]“oops.”[/b] He said closing his mouth and letting the remaining custard go down his wind hole.

He wiped his mouth with a napkin as Emiri would sit next to him. He turned to her. [b]“Sleep well, Emiri?”[/b] He simply said.

Meanwhile, it would seem Nadeline was next to Wesley. [b]“Good morning Lady Nadeline, I trust you found your room satisfactory? [/b] He said with such charisma and character as he smiled when he did so.