Samsul suddenly shuddered at the thought of Anastasia meeting his parents. His mother would get along with Anastasia fine, as would his father, but he just didn't want to go through whatever interrogation that they were planning for him. He knew that they were expecting for him to marry another Lost Elf, even if they never said it. They were going to know eventually, and it would be so much better if he told them in person rather than just sending out wedding invitations without even meeting them beforehand. He nodded at his wife to be and looked over at the door to the kitchens to see Alex with two lidless trays in his hands.

The teen looked at the two of them with a small and shy smile as he wordlessly placed the two trays down on the table. It was just chicken and vegetables, but the vegetables were exotic and the chicken seemed to have been cooked to perfectly. Alex looked around the room and spoke quietly. "I... I hope you like the food.." He spoke before quickly leaving once more and heading back into the kitchen.