Markos turned around and walked to the table and sat down facing the children. He signaled a servant over. [color=f7941d]“Get some wine.”[/color] The servant bowed and walked away. [color=f7941d]“I’m having the blacksmith’s of Vinebal making weapons and armor. We’ll have a surplus if it ever comes to a war.”[/color] He said focused. [color=f7941d]“My boy will be capable to defend himself if the time ever comes… I’ll make sure of that.”[/color] His hand gripped the side of his chair as he spoke. He was a man of preparation. [color=f7941d]“The humans in Coreno are beginning to hate anything that’s not them. I’m worried for your safety as well. Your city Vellone is closer to them than we are.”[/color] He paused for a moment looking at Theodemar. [color=f7941d]“You’ll always find a safe place here. Don’t hesitate to contact my family.”[/color] He gave a slight nod of respect and looked back at the children, waiting for the wine to come.

Jovian watched her shot. He grew a little jealous of her, but nothing devious. [color=deepskyblue]“Wow. I can’t believe you did that. Maybe you just are good at it.”[/color] He said with a smile. “[color=00aeef]You did everything I showed you with the first try. That was really good.”[/color] He smiled as she gave him a hug. [color=00aeef]“So try again.”[/color] He urged her. He was excited for her.