{ sorry if I mess up things seating wise ^^ I'm not quite sure who is sitting next to who, but I know Remmy is near the head of the table }
Remmington :: Eldest Prince :: Avalon
Remmington simply stared at his younger brother, unable to decide how he should react to this situation. Something had to be done, as he was the eldest, and it wasn't exactly a good 'look' for Avalon with a plain maid sitting at their table. He cast a glance over at the Elyadon side of the table, looking at the empty seat where Prince Aiden would have sat. Remmington thought for a moment, drumming his fingers lightly on the table. His mother had already left, which was not a good sign. The only thing keeping himself and his father from leaving was the fact that they must be gracious and courteous to their guests. Deciding that he had best do something soon, Remmington stood, facing his brother, "Alexander, Prince Alexander, why is it that you bring this lady to our table? This is a dinner meant for royalty on the sole purpose of business and grieving, and at any other time, I would welcome her." Remmington gestured out with his hand towards the guests, making a sweeping motion, "As long as no commotion is caused, she may stay, but if anything goes wrong..." Unsure of what to say next, Remmington let the 'or else' hang in the air, and hoped his brother had gotten the message. He received a nod of approval from his father, who looked very upset and bothered.
Feyhladren Smith :: Knight :: Elyadon
"My name is Feyhladren Smith, but you may call me Fey if it's too much of a mouthful." He told Maria, smiling gently. Sensing her unease, he picked up the pace a bit. They were almost to the kitchens, and he could smell the delicious scents of scones and tarts and freshly baked bread wafting down the halls. Fey's stomach growled quietly, causing him some discomfort. If he were by himself, he would have ran to the kitchen and ate everything in sight. But the company of a lady demanded politeness, nothing of which Fey was short of.