Lucius gestured toward the empty chairs. "Sit. We have waited long enough, and there is much to discuss. But first, join us for a short meal."
Everyone took their seats. Elion sat between Celeste and Aria, while Mira, Tessa, and Isla settled nearby.
Zenith took the same seat she had been seated in before the rest of them came.
Servants entered quietly and began placing dishes across the table. Most of the food appeared ordinary, though several cups contained a thick crimson liquid that clearly was not wine.
Elion glanced at one. "Is that blood?"
"Yes and no. Blood wine, but it is made from actual blood." Celeste answered.
"Human?"
"Monster."
Elion nodded. "Good."
Oberon looked at him strangely. "Would it matter?"
"It would be awkward eating dinner while everyone around me drank from people."
Dorian lifted his cup. "You become accustomed to it; blood-wine is a delicacy, and it's not pure beast blood as you assume."
"Regardless, I would rather not."
