Jovian ran over to the table and sat down, eagerly looking at the food. His mouth watered a little. He looked up at his father, then at Theodemar as he spoke to him.

[color=f7941d]“I’m glad you are here as well.”[/color] He nodded to him,[color=f7941d] “I don’t mind. Let this be the first of many meals we eat together.”[/color] He didn’t really care for formalities but it had to be done. This goes beyond his own selfish choices for personalties. He had his own people to take care of. He looked over at Rimeth curiously. She was young and probably didn’t understand what was going on. Markos had nothing to say. He smiled and looked at Theodemar curiously waiting to see what he’d say to his daughter.

Jovian looked around at everyone, wondering why they all sat quietly. His father had taught him why they are family. He slightly understood what was happening but didn’t fully grasp it quite yet.