Elliot slept in later than he usually would, but was not at all a heavy sleeper and thus woke quickly to the servants knocking. He sat up in the bed and looked around briefly confused by the strange room he found himself in. When a woman's voice floated through the door, he remembered that last night he had entered into a bond with a grumpy redheaded vampire.<br/><br/><br/>"Just a moment please," he called out rolling from the bed with a scowl he had gone to bed fully dressed and his clothes were all bunched up and uncomfortable. Sighing softly he pushed a hand through his hair and headed for shower. He showered quickly and dressed before heading down stairs. He found quite the meal awaiting him in the kitchen. Certainly more than enough for just him.. maybe Callan would be eating with him. He felt silly for even thinking that as he pulled back a chair and took a seat.<br/><br/><br/>"It looks wonderful," he spoke addressing the servant who hovered nearby, out of the way but near enough should Elliot need anything. She smiled and explained that she hadn't been sure what Elliot would want. He didn't see anything wrong with that and happily helped himself to a little bit of everything. His eyes repeatedly found their way to the bandage at the woman's throat. It wasn't hard to guess what that bit of cloth hid. He kept wondering if Callan had done it? The vampire said he wouldn't have to worry, but was it because he preferred her? In the end he decided it probably wouldn't be polite to ask.<br/><br/><br/>Instead he asked her if she'd unpacked his things which she of course agreed to. With his one responsibility delegated, Elliot found himself with a whole day stretched out before him. He took some time to explore his new home during the daylight hours, being sure to stay clear of the vampire's room. It wasn't much more welcoming than at night and still seemed to Elliot like somewhere he wasn't supposed to be. So he left. He couldn't go far as his family's home was a couple of towns away, but he could explore the land around the house. Elliot enjoyed being outside always had. He liked the sun and the fresh air and could lose hours at a time just listening to the world around him.<br/><br/><br/>Eventually he did make his way back inside. The servant had done a good job and even left the curtains open letting the late afternoon sun stream into the room where he sat down and wrote to his mother. He wrote about the ceremony, about his new home and about the servant his bond mate had assigned him.